Red Tulips

© 2021 by Ireland Rea. All rights reserved.

The air smelt of rain, and by the dry concrete it seemed it would be showing itself soon. The temperature seemed to change much since the earlier hours. The air was warm but the brisk wind made it so you wouldn’t want to stand in the shade for too long.

I nodded politely to a lady with her three children. A neighbor I came across a few times. Her son complimented my shoes once asking me where I got them. Which sparked up a conversation with his mom so she could know where.

The neighborhood was nice and mostly quiet. If you didn’t count the occasional noise from a kid after school. The weekends were the most you saw people outside. Then once Monday comes, it's back to the routine of everyone busy with their own lives.

“Alright here’s far enough.” His voice interrupted my thought. We were standing at the gate, which required a code to get in. I only had on my fuzzy SpongeBob socks I won at a fair once, and a baggy jumpsuit.