Presquash

The loud clicking sound of Melody's platform heels clashing against the ground could be heard throughout the grocery store, wherever she went she drew the attention of all nearby comers and goers. Even though she was walking through the store with her son she was dressed to impress. The slick red dress tightly wrapped around her body. Her dress matched perfectly with her red demonia cramp 03 shoes. 

The son Greg flipped wildly in the bug as they strolled down the food aisle. 

"I want a toy." He cried. 

"Shhh. I'll get you one when we go down the toy aisle." 

The kid's eyes began to wander and he noticed a tiny man walking along the white tile floors of the market. 

Greg's curiosity peaked and he screamed at the top of his lungs. 

"Mommy! Mommy! What's that?" He asked as he pointed. 

As they made their way towards the tiny man Melody asked. 

"What's what dear?" 

"That walking in the aisle." Greg answered. 

Melody saw what he was talking about and instantly replied. 

"Oh that 's a pre squash." She said, 

"What's a pre squash?" Greg asked

As they strolled past the tiny man Melody angled her foot to step on the tiny man. Her aim proved true and she brought the full weight of her shoe and body down on the tiny man. 

The faint sound of meat being mashed and bones being crushed could be heard only by Melody. Due to the height of her heels she could barely feel the tiny man be crushed underneath her. 

"As in before I squashed it." Melody giggled to herself.