CHAPTER 5
Yesterday was a breeze! For one thing, the air contained a breeze, thus, it was breezy! The breeze engulfed the small, rural town of Breeze-ay. In this breezy town, the main topic for discussion primarily included news about just how...breezy it really has been in their quaint, little town called Breeze-ay. One boy, 5, Black, Tobrey, was caught up in the tremendous breeze in his surroundings. He's outside near a food market, "Tails". The shopkeeper watches Tobrey from within his establishment. Concerned, he opened the door and shouted to Tobrey, "Hey! Tobrey! You'd best be returning home! It's way too breezy for a little man like yourself to find yourself in this particular weather condition!"
Tobrey looked at the shopkeeper. His face displayed irritation. To Tobrey, the other person violated his Right To Privacy Act. Which was, for the mmost part, true. But, then again, the shopkeeper's concern for Tobrey was sincere. Tobrey now realized this fact and a smile replaced a frown on his young, brown face. "Thank you, sir. I...really...do not wish to return home...sir.", announced Tobrey. Shopkeeper became even more concerned, but, for a different reason, now.