Image by Akshay Chauhan
Other than the smiling hippie running the cash register, the place was deserted. In such a situation, most men, I’m sure, would have seen an opportunity for some adventure. I harbored no such thoughts. Being the gentleman I am, with no ulterior motive whatsoever, I approached her to offer my assistance.
A barefoot woman, inside a twenty-four-hour grocery store, at three o’clock in the morning. What could go wrong?