Free Crystal Bella by Marty Christopher

the shop. It flooded more light in and that was exactly how it was meant to be.
    “What do you think , Ethan?”
    “Love it , mom blossoming perfect. It does bring more light in too”
    She walked up to Ethan, her shoes making a noise on the wooden floors. The mixture with this shop on the slope, flowers everywhere, the dark wooden floors in this 80’s chic store with this woman all quite captivating, gliding over to her son made anyone looking in well aware something was unique here. The two customers in the shop could feel it, the electricity of them both. When she glided over to Ethan, she did just that, she flowed like an immortal, and when Ethan looked at her in this moment of serene purity he looked immortal, or a teenage version of this vampire like woman who glowed with this edge appeal. One of the customers could not quite figure out what it was, but something was different and even though he was a happily married man he could almost smell her potent power and the delivery of her beauty, but it was not human, somehow it spell bounded from somewhere else and he couldn’t quite figure out why he felt the way he did. He bought some flowers and left and for a moment he felt incredibly intimidated by Ethan and Elisabeth, until he said goodbye. Elisabeth looked at him and when he looked into her soulful eyes, they were warm and loving and he knew he was safe and okay.
    Another man walked into the shop, his name was Leroy. He also has a slight glide to his walk. Shoulders were upright with a walk that was subtly dramatic. Not extreme but just enough to know this man was gay. Handsome with a very clean, cut look. He wore his clothes detailed with their designs and everything seemed to be new and shiny. He looked around the shop clearly enjoying the ambience and the style of the place. He saw the flowers he liked that were already bundled together. It was like the flowers were already waiting for him. He grabbed them and with anticipation of seeing Elisabeth headed towards her.
    “Lovely shop you have here, so femine and divine,” he said to Elisabeth.
    “Thank you and I love your choice,” she replied.
    “Yes I know, they are so beautiful, it was like they chose me...I was wondering though, what about a gold ribbon instead?”
    The flowers had an arrangement with lots of color’s, the flowers were bright with a background of semi color with some touches of 80’s hip themes intermixed.
    “You could go g old without losing any effect with the arrangement. It would just make it a little more, hmm, shiny perhaps? It would add to the color and glam of it all. I had the light purple on to just play it down a little.”
    “My man likes gold, ” he said with a glow.
    “I thought so.”
    “But in a refined way, never ostentatious.”
    “I know.” Elisabeth smiled at the same time adding the gold ribbon that changed the package with another shade that fitted the purpose and need. Leroy paid and gave Elisabeth a lovely smile and even though he is gay he couldn’t help but notice her appearance and her effortless charm and sexiness. He walked past Ethan who was on a small step ladder, three steps up adjusting a few things in the store. Ethan turned towards him and smiled and Leroy gave a smile back. As he walked towards the door trying to figure out the connection between the boy on the ladder, the sexy woman and the feeling they both gave him, he was stopped by another customer who walked into him just as he was about to go through the front door.
    The man who bumped into him was Henry. 60’s, conservative and homophobic. With all the people that could collide into each other, these two would be better off left apart.
    Ethan observed from the distance. Briefly thinking why these two would run into each other. He knew sometimes a situation had nothing to do with another individual. It could be the other person’s dynamics and their own contract.
    I t was trusting the feeling and being intuitive, not been dragged into