The Department Store
It was a weekend in May when I saw the offer, in the brightly lit store window, on the cold, damp Saturday night. The next day I went to look at the store to plan my move. As I entered through the security sensors the video player aisle on the left, was long, with televisions at the end of which I made careful note. On the right was the customer service desk and a young lady, beyond that I saw the tinted grey windows and a red sign above the doorway saying 'Show Room'. My next move was to see what the best products on offer were. …
