Turning to Mitch, John said, “You’re really lucky to live here.” Why did he say that? He loved London and all the possibilities it offered.
Seeing a shop partway up the street that had various pieces of bric-a-brac outside it, John decided to go have a look. He’d always been interested in antiques and curiosities, although their…his flat in London wasn’t big enough to allow him to become much of a collector.
Two overweight American women were examining a collection of jewellery boxes covered with various shells, loudly exclaiming how cute they all were. Mitch, who had walked up the street next to John, started to grind his teeth. John turned to Mitch and laid a hand on his arm. Mitch’s face softened and showed a hint of a smile.
Finally the women moved into the shop and relative peace was established. So much so, John’s attention was drawn to a collection of bamboo wind-chimes that hung on either side of the shop’s entrance.