Here's another chapter, its a transitional one, bare with me, all will Btw solved.

Chapter 94

Warm breeze against my tanned skin.

Under my fingers fine pink sand.

The warmed of the sun blossoms fresh drops of sweat from my brow. I keep picking up sea shells and collect them on to my little woven basket. I'm sure mother will love these and make new neckleses for me to sell at the market on Sunday. The tourist will love them and happilly hand over their coins.

My short white dress blows in the salty air.

And I'm happy. I'm here in this place, I still have some of my memories, but I'm sure they'll soon disapear with time. I'm young.

Mother is busy caring for my younger sister and baby brother. My older sisters are too old to play on the sand with me, so I'm left alone most of the day.

My feet are getting too warm from the hot sand, so I walk towards the water and wait until the tide comes down towards me. My dress gets wet from the bottoms but I don't care, the sun will soon dry it.

I hear voices on the top of the hill near the road that leads to town. Two young boys walk barefoot with their trousers rolled up and fishing poles against their shoulders, and a large basket filled with fresh fish.

I smile at their luck, I'm sure I'll be seeing them soon at the market.

It's been days and I have fifteen new sets of seashell necklesses and earings. I'm at the market place setting up my table, my oldest sister was told to come and help me, my other sister will bring me food and water during the day. I watch them turn heads as they walk to Sunday mass with their beautiful pink and soft yellow dresses, their hair in long blond curls. I move my hand towards mine and I crindge from the corse hair stuck to my skull. I hate it. They all have deep bright blue eyes and I'm the only one with green ones. They all have light creamy white skin and mine is tanned from all the time spend under the sun. I watch all the young men look at them and some follow them to the church, but others wait outside with cold drinks and flowers, some with offers of walking around or sitting at the park. Hours later I get them as customers offering to buy a set of seashell jewlery for them, but they decline and ask for real stones.

My oldest sister laughs at the young man's face and mentions a set of diamond earings she spoted in the next town. She walks away flipping her long soft curls with a train of young men eager for her attentions.

I keep watching her as she walks and sways her hips a bit more when she passes an older man with an expensive looking grey suit, he takes his hat off and bows in an elegent manner and gets a small smile from my sister and a hard elbow to the ribs from his angry wife.

I shake my head and smile, she's been beautiful her whole life and is used to this.

My other sister is sitting on a wooden bench with a young man, they're both looking into each other's eyes while licking icecream from small paper cones. She's nicer at leased I figure.

A comottion startles me. Two young boys come running towards my stand and behind them an angry man, with a butcher's knife yelling for them to get back and hand over the money, "the fish wasn't fresh" he yells.

I laugh and the man looks over at me with angry eyes. I look away innocently but remember them a few days ago having caught a large basket. They where a bit older then I am, the one that had caught my eye was robust and looked strong, his shoulders broad and tanned, his wild blond streaked hair was partially covered by a straw hat, his smile so bright that could only be eclipsed by his deep almost turquous blue eyes. He was beautiful but too old for me.

Probably one of my sisters would hold his attention and he'd visit my house just to talk to one of them, and I would only sigh at his presence.

Later on they come back, it's almost twilight and most of the stands have been taken down and the people gone home to rest, I'm still sitting at my small table, with two sets still un sold. I have to sell them, I've never left the market place with any before. So I'm determined to stay a bit longer and get them sold.

A young woman with a large straw hat and fancy and colorful clothes has drifted twice now towards my table. She's tried one of the necklesses on and asked to it in another color, but since they;re only two left I don't have that, I promise her to come back next week and I'll have it in her prefered shade, but being a tourist she might not be here then. She asked her father an older graying man to buy it for her but he frowned at her and walked away. She smiled embarest and promised to be back a bit later. It's been two hours now and my body aches from sitting her all day, I'm thristy and hungry because my sisters forgot about me. I'm leaning on my hand with my elbow on the table and I'm drifting in and out of sleep, when I get a soft troath clearing, It startles me and I stand too quickily that I lose my footing and almost tip the table. His blue intense eyes sparkle with mirth and his smile makes me blush.

I offer him help and he just keeps smiling at me handing me more then the price of both sets of jewlery. My eyes grow wide and his smile is still in place. I hurridly wrap them in soft cloth and set them in small wooden boxes painted in bright colors that my mother and I decorated. He looks at them and smiles proudly, and I get a sinking feeling that they're gifts for some adoring girls he's keeping. My smile falters and I take his money and hand him back his change, he refuses to take it and tells me it's a fair price.

He bows a bit taking his straw hat off and leaves me with longing eyes and an empty stand to close down.

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