Tina
was walking down the streets of Seattle
the day was not over cast but instead it was bright and sunny. Her sister, Emily,
was doing fine. She was at home with a
broken arm and a snapped ankle, and their mother was babying her. Their mother was always babying her, so today
wasn’t any different from any other day.
Tina‘s hair was getting longer and she
pushed it from her face as she came up next to a music store.

Tina
stood at the door for a brief moment and finally she pushed it, the bell over
the door ringing as she stepped through.
Velvet Tunes was a small,
but very clean store Tina saw in an instant, a
sweet smell of something drifted to her nose.
She couldn’t place what it was, but it was a homey and inviting smell. She walked in, not giving a second look at
the woman behind the counter; she hardly ever looked at someone more than once. Tina felt like
this place should mean something to her and she didn’t know why.

Tina
walked up to the record section, vinyl, no one put out on vinyl any more. She ran her fingers over the records and
started to leaf through them. Kit
would have a blast in this story; it was filled with old classics.

“Looking for something in
particular?” The woman that had
materialized at her elbow smiled, and Tina
instantly smiled back. She was taller
than she was red blonde hair that seemed to shimmer in the pale light of the
store. Tina
looked at her, blue eyes that lit up, and Tina
had to stare hard, there were rimmed with green. TinaTina
blinked.

“Um… No. I
was just looking.” TinaTina,
brushing her arm with hers. Tina
swallowed at the touch, and she got a full view of the woman’s cleavage, and Tina

“Here, how about this?” The woman asked, handing the record to Tina,
whose face dropped as she saw Nina Simone. Tina