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Grocery Shopping
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I like your hair." Justin pulled his attention away from the wall of soup cans to look at the little boy pulling on his coat.
"Do you?" Justin looked around to see if anyone would claim the wandering boy.
"Yeah, it's kinda like my mom's."
"Where is your mom?" The boy looked around and looked back to Justin.
"She's not here."
"Is she in the store?"
"No."
"Where's your dad?"
"He's around. He made me come here. Do you want to go to the park with me, it's across the street?" If he weren't talking to a kid, Justin could swear he was being picked up.
"How 'bout we find your dad first?" The boy shrugged his shoulders.
"If you want. He's no fun though. What's your name? I forgot to ask. I always forget. My mom says I get it from my dad."
"I'm Justin, what's your name?"
"Gus. So, do you want to go to the park? I'm not allowed to cross the street without an old person with me."
"Gus!" Justin looked up to see a man, a rather attractive man, jogging towards the boy.
"Hey, dad."
"Where did you go? I told you not to leave my side."
"It's okay dad. I just saw Justin and wanted to talk to him. We're going to the park this afternoon." Brian looked up, holding Gus's hand.
"I have to say my son has excellent taste. Do you use the grocery store to troll around for five year olds often?" The raised eyebrow and slight smirk let Justin know he was joking.
"No, just on the weekends."
"Dad, are you done yet? We have to go to the park. You promised."
"I thought you were going with Justin." Gus rolled his eyes and spoke slowly.
"We're all going."
"Is that right?" Brian looked to Justin questioningly.
"Yeah, I guess so."