Sep 15, 2017

The little neighborhood grocery store on the bottom floor opened right onto the sidewalk, flanked on either side by wooden crates of fresh fruits and vegetables. Above the door and the crates was a red and white striped awning with a single sign hanging from it which read “market.” The upstairs was accessible through a narrow staircase at the back of the shop and this was where the family lived. The upstairs apartment had three front windows, semetrical along the front of the building and each with a crisp white linen curtain. Delivery trucks blocked off the street to deliver orders throughout the day, leaving the private patio in back free for hopscotch and weekend hamburgers and escaping to read books in the slender maple tree.