Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
A man at a crosswalk unsheathes a freshly purchased chocolate croissant. He is exceedingly tall, but boyish in his impatience, but adult enough to be wary of the powdered sugar on top of his snack. He eyes his black suit coat, then holds the pastry to his right side and begins to huff and puff. He blows the sugar into the wind before taking a bite. Unbeknownst to a man so tall, a tiny woman with white hair approaches, stands next to him with so many others obediently waiting for their walking to be permitted. He finds more potentially disgraceful sugar, and he blows it off with one full, loud exhale–dusting the sugar over his shocked little neighbor. She gazes up into the cloud, and he gazes down from it–in a moment ripped from slapstick comedy and scattered all over the sidewalk.