Friday, June 27, 2014

The Camel Hair Coat

This week's Five Minute Friday prompt is:


When I was a little girl my Mom had a camel hair coat. They were all the rage. One day she took me and my baby sister shopping for new clothes. We drove to the nearest big city and went inside the huge department store. 

My sister rode in her baby buggy and I followed my Mom's camel hair coat up and down the aisles while she looked over the bins and racks of clothes. 

I watched the people all around us, caught up in the images and sounds. When Mom moved, I dutifully followed. After a rather lengthy pause, while Mom picked out new socks and I observed, we continued our walk down the long aisle.

It seemed a long way, and then Mom stopped and turned toward me. Only it wasn't my Mom. A strange lady in a camel hair coat looked at me inquiringly, and I felt my little heart begin to hammer in my chest. 

I was lost. This was not my Mom. I looked around that vast store, trying to spot her. Fortunately she hadn't gone too far. I saw her walking down another aisle and raced to catch up with her. I fell into step behind her, practically walking on her heels.

But I never let on that for a few terrifying moments I had been lost.

In my more mature moments I look and back and think how easy it is to follow something that looks like the real thing only to find out you are totally lost.


It's time to gather at Lisa Jo's to share our unedited, straight from the heart stories.