A beautiful young lady walked towards the market area in the village, holding a flower basket in front of her, with both hands. Smiling at the stall owners, who involuntarily smiled upon eye contact, she walked around market area, peacefully.
"Such a beautiful young lady. Come here, little girl, I'll give you another skewer for free if you buy one!" A gentle grandfather-like man called out for Faith, while many people did the same, Faith simply bowed at them and rejected them, but she couldn't do the same due to the mouth watering fragrance from the skewers bring roasted upon the grills.
"Mmm!!! Okay, only one!!" She mumbled in a whisper and jogged towards the old man, who chuckled upon hearing her self talks, while those who heard her not-so-whisper-like whispers also chuckled.