It was a bright and sunny summer morning. The market was lazy but busy, everybody was buzzing like bees. When people tried to follow the road straight to the intersection, on the left corner they could find a very welcoming and humble bakery. There he was, our young little boy, trying to bring 8 big baguettes in his arms. He paid in pennies and pushed the half glass door with his left shoulder.
The young boy was whistling along his way, straight to the opposite way to the market. He turned right on the second alley and pushed the door of a warm-looking coffee shop with his right shoulder.
"Ow thank you! You are a big help!" A cheerful voice welcomed him as the door bell chimed softly.
"Well, you are alone today. I can help. I am not such a customer anyway." The young boy put the baguettes on the bar table.
The young lady paused for a moment. Then she chuckled and rubbed the young boy's head gently, "You are indeed a funny boy. Well, for my not-such-a-customer customer, I will make my special pudding. Luckily I've made some preparation yesterday. Do you prefer raisin and cinnamon, chocolate, or berries?"
"I'll take berries for today. But keep the chocolate for me tomorrow." The young lady smirked softly at the corner of her left lips. "Kiddo," she whispered to her self.
The young boy sat on one of the stools behind the bar. His chin was on top of the bar with both hands on each side, stretching across the bar. He was staring blankly to the empty chairs and tables across the room.
"Here you go, chilled berries pudding with sliced toasted baguette garnished with light home-made raspberry jam." The young lady brought 2 plates of bread and pudding and put it near the young boy.
"Tea? I have a chilled one too."
"Sure, with milk please."
The young lady walked back to the kitchen and mumbling while preparing the tea.
"Say it Lynn, is it even possible to never forgive someone?"
The young lady came back with two glasses of chilled milk tea on both hands, and a surprised look on her face. She put the glasses on the bar and sat just beside the young boy.
"OK, first of all, I think this is the first time you ever said my name properly. Second, tell me why did you ask like that, before I try to figure out how to answer you."
The summer morning just begun, and the serious conversation between these two young souls would add another colours to the day.
Welcome!!! To the whole mess in my mind!!
Hello, nice to meet you!!
I don't know how did you end up reading this silly blog, but anyway, thanks for starting reading this thing!!! This blog will be my aid to keep my sanity from the whole mess in my own brain.
There will be at least 2 series that I will keep on posting.
The first one is "Brain Damage Control" or BDC. In this series, I will write about anything I learned in the day. It might be super random, but I will keep it easy to read, easy to understand. It's a practice for me too =) The other one is "The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop". This will be a micro-novel series.
Please enjoy the might-be-not-a-very-new-concept-but-I-like-it-this-way-anyway experience while reading it. I hope I could keep writing it in an interesting way. Of course, any suggestions and requests are highly welcomed!!
So!!!
Enjoy!!