The Shop

There were too many choices, too many shelves full of possible things to take home. He glanced around the room and wondered where to begin. There wasn't time to take it all in. He needed to choose before the whistle sounded outside. With the sack slung loosely over his shoulder, he reached for the first thing he saw. The bright shiny blue thing on the shelf next to where he was standing. He had no clue what it was, only that it was possibly the most fascinating thing he had ever seen in his life.