Chair

a short story

Photo by William Warby on Unsplash

Vivian. Now she is a real one of a kind. Sturdy and dependable. Independent. Colorful and bright.

A stroll up Walnut Street to the farmer’s market would take her under five minutes from her northside apartment. It was a weekly occurrence every Tuesday afternoon. Donning a pastel floral dress to match the mood of the emerging summer weather, she grabbed her basket — the one she got in France a few years…