Fruit, veg and flashbacks

Jeff, who after a long day had finally got home, heard someone screaming from inside the kitchen. He went to investigate - it was his son Lucas, who was laying on the floor with several jars of cookies.

“What’s going on?” Said Jeff.

“There is nothing to eat here! I’m hungry dad” – replied Lucas with some sort of angry face.

“Okay, I’ll go get something to eat. Wait here and don’t break anything”.

The supermarket that was near his house seemed empty, as usual. It was very old, and the old woman who worked there couldn’t handle all the work.

Jeff walked in and went directly to buy some fruit and yoghurt, when something behind him fell really hard on the floor. He turned around and saw a familiar face - it was a blonde woman carrying a crying baby. He didn’t pay much attention and continued on his way to the vegetable section.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered the project that had failed and almost took his life away. And he remembered that blonde woman who was sitting next to him in the plane, anxiously waiting to get to Paraguay. He stood still with shock, and unconsciously went back inside.

“Hi, I’m Jeff”.

Maia M.