Forty Three

c a t h e r i n e

It vexed me when Vernon called all of a sudden. He asked to meet in a haste despite the already late hour.

It was only a good thing that I was alone in our house, and Jackson wasn’t around despite the fact that I’ve been inviting him a lot lately. 

Without further thoughts, I trailed the mounted roads and narrow alleyways that lead to the Good Day convenience store. The sight of it when I was a few steps away tugged at my heart string. There was something about it that would never fail to make me feel warm. Its huge name, which says "good day" greets every visitor, no matter their purpose of passing by, with almost an imaginary smile.  

Inside its glass walls, I saw the new part-time worker behind the counter. The tables were wide empty, and the pa