[Glenn Epic]

I met her at a convenience store - her bagging groceries, me buying push-pops. She looked like a fairly capable woman, 75; bagging groceries herself due to incompetence on the opposing side of the register. Her bag split, revealing a sea of Lima beans. Her Dunlop’s squeaked. I lent a hand.

Her voice had the range and timbre of a broken cello. Of the two, her's seemed more difficult to operate. She told me an interesting story; we lived on the same street. I let her know I would have remembered her, and in turn, she let me know I had a bad memory. Apparently she’d even greeted me a few times. I was sad to learn I’d never returned the courtesy. After loading her groceries into the trunk I waved goodbye, and that was that. I didn’t catch her name.

The following week her memory cropped up a few times. She seemed so lonely. An elderly woman with Dunlops shouldn’t be lonely. I wondered which house it was that she lived in though none of them seemed overly befitting. It was incredibly strange when I learnt that hers was the one which constantly blared heavy metal music.

This was the house I used to shake my head at, and mutter “apes” under my breath at. I’d witnessed her enter. Though with whom she lived, I’d yet to discover. I knocked on the door thrice, she called out twice, and opened it nice. It did not open with a greeting, instead, with the word boysenberry. I laughed, she frowned.

“Butterscotch” She offered gently

“No thanks” I replied, as she slipped one into my hand and smiled. She motioned for me to come inside.

Dilapidated relics from a bygone era cast a shadow across equally dilapidated, and somewhat concave, floorboards.

- I'll type up the rest later. Let me know what you think. -

[Squinky]

Not bad. One thing niggles at me, though: why say "esophagus"? Why not just say "voice"? I'm a fan of using big words to sound comically pretentious and all, but that was a little overkill, and didn't really seem to fit the mood of the piece.

Other than that, I look forward to reading more.

[JKR]

Cool stuff. Obviously written in a that style for a reason (otherwise it would be a pain to read if it weren't on purpose) and I like your imagery. Nice work.

[Lee in Limbo]

Intriguing.