Escape

Joanna hurries back out into the street, relieved to have escape from the peculiar store without further pestering to choose her destiny. She wondered what was really in those jars? Rummage sale perfume bottles filled with cheap herbs, Some destiny that is. She wandered lazily down the street through the thinning crowds peering into the display windows. A little black puppy standing against the glass in the pet store caught her eyes. She tapped on the window and waved, his cute blue eyes followed her hand, his claws scrabbled futilely at the pane as he tried to get to her. She turned to go...