Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
They wait at the crosswalk outside of the Echt Günstig, a pair of twenty-something women in t-shirts and skinny jeans. The woman with the very dark, very curly hair watches a group of men chatting outside of a cell phone shop. She stares at them with a small grin until the wind upends her neat hairstyle, then pours the strands over her face. She tries to bat them back to no avail. Her hair remains in chaos.
Her friend is in the middle of a story, narrating straight through the dilemma. But the tousled woman decides they can’t wait on the light anymore, not in this busy street with so many handsome men. Though the signal is still red, she gives a quick glance left and right before marching across. Her law-abiding friend gasps, snaps into action, hustles along in a rush of rebellion, giggling nervously as they get to the other side, as they pass a crowd of people who were willing to wait.