I don’t think that there is anything more exciting than travel. There is so much to see and do wherever you go as long as you keep an open mind and heart.
He crouched down to get a better look at the books on the bottom shelf. His worn in boots offered no resistance as they once might have done. He reached for one with a picture of an animated cat and then drew back. Would this be enough?
He drew away from the children’s section of the book store and sauntered over to the store next door, hoping to find better luck there. His boots made little sound against the floor and he adjusted his camouflage backpack on his shoulders.
None of the toys next door held much hope for what he hoped to accomplish by purchasing them. There were curiosities of all sorts, shapes and sizes, but none would be enough. Is there a Hallmark card for this sort of thing? More importantly, why does one feel the need for a Hallmark card for something like this?
With a sigh and a heavy heart he walked away from the stores, just as the voice on the PA system began to say, “Final boarding call for Flight 125.”