Relatively Minor
Laughter does not have to come from a major source. It could indeed be ... relatively minor.
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I’m inclined to believe that I was a dog in my past life.
I have a set routine and rarely stray from it. This routine extends to the weekends. On Saturday or Sunday, my husband and I wander the aisles at Half Price Books on University Avenue in Des Moines. He is an avid reader, and I am ... an enthusiastic collector of interesting covers. (Ultimately, reading hasn’t been a priority in this chapter of my life due to lack of time.)
Habits are hard to break, and if our habit is half the price, why even try? Last Sunday, my spouse and I returned to our favorite haunt. It wasn’t until we had finalized our purchases that I saw the witch. As we headed toward the exit, I noticed her pointy black hat halfway across the store.
Now, I have great respect for somebody who wears a hat. Lord knows I have a plethora of baseball caps of my own. However, I am a little leery of that style of headwear; I’ve seen “The Wizard of Oz” way too many times.
I didn’t want to stare, but I found it rather interesting that she was standing in the art section near the adult coloring books. Was she interested in coloring her next victim?
Thank goodness she wasn’t in the section filled with cookbooks, searching for a simple recipe to turn an unsuspecting individual into a toad! Small in stature, she lacked the traditional green skin associated with someone having magical powers. And I didn’t see a broom underneath her arm or propped up against the adjoining bookcases. My husband thought she might have been a Potterhead – a nickname for fans of Harry Potter.
Nevertheless, as we walked to the car, her image brought to mind that famous line: “I’ll get you, my pretty, and your little dog, too!
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Love your opening line!
Nicola, that must mean you also have a set routine. 😁