Crystal Rock, Mauritius
She stood nervously in the skirts aisle. Customer sounds surrounded her: the groans of sizes too large, laughter associated with funny fits, grunts of people squeezing into small sizes. The store assistants looked overwhelmed, doing their best to tide through the holiday season.
She gripped the skirt and walked with determination to the girl sifting systematically through a rack by the window. The girl looked at her, they made eye contact, and smiled.
Together they said “Do you have this in size 12?”
They stared at each other blankly for a split second and then burst into peals of laughter.
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