AYLA

"Thank you very much," I told the man. I finally got all of the vegetables on the list. I twirled around with my basket in hand, as I listened to the folk music playing. I had an extra skip in my step as I walked. I twirled here and there. I popped a heal here and there also. Music always had a way to control my body. It was my master... and me? It's puppet. However, I let it play me willingly.

I tightened the scarf around my head, as the air around me got colder and the wind became more forceful. As I start to make my way...