‘I know! Strawberries!’ she slapped her forehead playfully ‘The obvious! I’ll go fetch them, hun, you take care of the flower and baking powder.’



She rushed behind a corner and made her way towards the fresh fruit aisle, humming loudly and not exactly paying attention to things around her. Turning yet another corner, she almost collided with a blond, slightly balding, beer-bellied man.



‘Oh, so sorry! Didn’t see you!’ the young woman excused herself and wanted to resume her search for strawberries, when the man stopped her.



‘Hey there, pretty babe! Wouldn’t have minded if you did actually bump into me…you could bump into me aaaanytime you wanted…’ he licked his lips seductively and his bright blue eyes wandered from Shadee’s slender calves, up to her round breasts, where they rested greedily and full of desire.




’What a creep!’ she shuddered inside and prepared to leave again, when a somewhat familiar female voice grumbled loudly.

‘Would you stop hitting on other women! At least when I’m there with you, you b@stard!’

Shadee spun round and gapped in awe at the well-rounded woman, having a row with her seemingly unfaithful husband. She knew her, she knew her quite well, but she just couldn’t believe her eyes.



‘You always do this!’ the woman barked angrily, hitting her spouse with her cheap, fake designer purse ‘The moment you see a pretty woman you start drooling all over her, as if she would even look at you, you buffoon! Three years of marriage! Just three and you already started to run around after other chicks! Don’t you even care about the kids?’



She stopped for a few moments, slashing him open with her fiercely narrowed eyes then continued her tirade, oblivious to the painfulness of the situation.

‘I should have never married you! My daddy should have never trusted your idiot of a father! I would still be living in my million dollar villa had it not been for your father’s stupid business idea! It’s only his fault! And your fault! You filthy scumb@g!’



She gave him one more purse hit over the head before Shadee regained her use of voice.

‘Regina? Brandon?’ she looked from one face to another, unable to believe her eyes. It just didn’t seem possible for these two to be the same she had known in highschool.



‘Do we know you, missy?’ the blond woman barked, tilting her head to one side and examining her face.



‘It’s Shadee.’ She grinned, obviously superior ‘We used to go to highschool together.’

An icy stare that could freeze up an ocean. The once gorgeous and popular Regina stood there in her baggy, second-hand clothes which tried to cover her flab, looking worse than ever and having married a loser of a guy who had also proved to be a skirt-chasing drunkard. Oh, the irony!



Not loosing a moment, she grabbed the giddy Brandon by the sleeve and dragged him towards the exit, without bothering to say anything to Shadee.



‘You forgot to give me your number!’ was the last thing she heard before Regina ushered him briskly out of the supermarket.

‘Well…that really was an interesting encounter!’ Sebastien emerged chuckling from behind a stand, having followed the whole scene ‘Who would have thought they’d end up like this?’



Both him and Shadee couldn’t help but laugh at the funny trick fate had played them. A nice way to end a rather enjoyable summer day.




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