With a look of astonishment mixed with amazement, he watched her storm towards the herbs section- wondering what had her so cranked up.
He shrugged and continued down his path.
Meanwhile, Selina had chosen her battle ground. She decided she wasn't running anymore.
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Under the sun, out in the open field, and in the eastern wing of the field, she stood under the shade of an arching tree.
Her head was bent over, the ridiculous blond wig fell across her face as she tore open the small, fist sized package in her hand. The wind blew gently along the earth, carrying with it the exotic spiced up scents of the herbs all around her.
Finally, the brown paper bag fell to the earth, and a sigh of relief came.
