If Charles' sister looked anything like him, she would be quite the looker. I wonder if she's just as conservative as her older brother? Or is Charles a special case?
Ahhhh, I'm so curious!
It was too bad Charles had already left, or else I would definitely ask him about his younger fifth sister.
"Was that Charles?" asked the old granny who sold vegetables.
I nodded. "Yeah."
"What a considerate fellow, isn't he?"
"Yup."
In this day and age it was rare indeed for someone to do so much for their family. I can't imagine having such a huge family with so many siblings, and having to take care of all of them. Weird though he was, Charles was a good fellow. Heh, he seems the kind that would never get his head smacked with a chicken by his dad!
The rest of my customers for the evening were a lot less interesting than Charles, and most only bought one chicken or even just half of one. Charles had already bought bags full of pork, yet he still walked away with four chickens. I had a feeling this wouldn't be the last I'd see of him!
As the sun set, I cleared up the stall, getting ready to go home. As I was covering up the crates, the television screens on the side of the far buildings flashed with today's late night news.
I looked up at the screen. The other vendors did the same.
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(Oh wait, this was supposed to highlight the awesomeness of the chicken merchant hmmm XD;; *passes it on*)
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Date: 2015-04-05 12:49 am (UTC)Ahhhh, I'm so curious!
It was too bad Charles had already left, or else I would definitely ask him about his younger fifth sister.
"Was that Charles?" asked the old granny who sold vegetables.
I nodded. "Yeah."
"What a considerate fellow, isn't he?"
"Yup."
In this day and age it was rare indeed for someone to do so much for their family. I can't imagine having such a huge family with so many siblings, and having to take care of all of them. Weird though he was, Charles was a good fellow. Heh, he seems the kind that would never get his head smacked with a chicken by his dad!
The rest of my customers for the evening were a lot less interesting than Charles, and most only bought one chicken or even just half of one. Charles had already bought bags full of pork, yet he still walked away with four chickens. I had a feeling this wouldn't be the last I'd see of him!
As the sun set, I cleared up the stall, getting ready to go home. As I was covering up the crates, the television screens on the side of the far buildings flashed with today's late night news.
I looked up at the screen. The other vendors did the same.
-----
(Oh wait, this was supposed to highlight the awesomeness of the chicken merchant hmmm XD;; *passes it on*)