Sunday, May 2, 2010

Warm weather always brightened Mr. Takuya's spirits. Especially sunshine. These two things meant good business and a nice stroll around town. However Mr. Takuya was surprised by the continued lack of hungry sidewalk sharers he encountered. Most people had a hard time saying no to his savory sweet treats. The people in this town sure were strange. Mr. Takuya remembered his encounter with the strange lady with red boots from earlier in the afternoon. She had scared the senses right out of Mr. Takuya. In fact, many of the people in this town scared him, but for the first time he didn't run out of town in search of comfort.
Mr. Takuya had been walking down Navajo St. towards Jorri Ray's, past the broken down armored truck. The availability of free money did not tempt Mr. Takuya. Money was not a huge necessity for him, he sold his treats out of pure joy. Although he still found it very peculiar that an armored truck had broken and the people of this town had not yet swarmed it. Perhaps they had. Mr. Takuya would certainly be the last to know if that happened. Money could not be found in large amounts among the streets, the inhabitants all had that in common.
As he pasted Jorri Ray' the sudden clackity clack behind startled him. A young woman wearing bright red boots had appeared out of no where and was following him quite indiscreetly. As quickly as she had appeared, she was ahead of Mr. Takuya blocking him path. Everything about this woman made Mr. Takuya nervous. The boots. Her notepad. Her aggressive behavior, questioning him about the armored truck. "Did you see it break down?" "Has anyone gone inside of it?" "Do you eat at Jorri Ray's a lot?" What time would say the truck broke down?" "Do you have any idea where the driver went?" "Got any strong suspensions about who would steal from a broken down armored truck?" "Anyone in this town you don't like?" "Hey!! I'm talking to you, you know."
Remembering the afternoon again, Mr. Takuya was starting to sweat. The anxiety she made him feel earlier was coming back.
He didn't like any of it.

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