Jey and Allan's Odyssey

I had a dream about grandpa. In the dream he was telling everyone my favorite food when I was little. I'm not sure if he knows those stuff about me but let me begin with a little story about the two people I love so dearly. As a kid I've always look up to him. He was my hero, my father figure. He was rarely home because he manages a few farms, a small-town bank, and a few businesses. But when he's home, he spends half of his spare time playing with my little sister and me. He was more fond of my sister. He always asks for her. Laughed at her jokes. When he gives treats, she always gets the good stuff first. I was a little bit jealous back then, but grandpa would always tell me to give in to her ways because I am older. And so, that's how it has been with my siblings. I became closer to grandma cos she needs me more. I loved my grandma just as equally but as a kid, I was always more drawn to people who were fun. I guess all kids are. People who do crazy stuff, who spends...

One of hubby and I's enjoyment is visiting thrift shops or antique shops. A couple of Summers ago, I remember a thrift shop we passed by just outside Winnipeg that caught our eyes. It was the only store in the middle of the road, with a couple of empty houses nearby. It was quite big, like two cargo truck sitting out of nowhere. Allan made a U-turn; we were so excited to find new items for our home. When he had parked the car, we noticed a few abandoned and empty vehicles within the vicinity. We searched around for other people, a sign that the shop might be open, but even at the entrance where a cash register was located was unattended. Everything was quiet. Two silent stores filled with goodies. The only sound you can hear was the grass swaying, being blown by the wind. Not a creak, bark, or a friendly voice greeted our way in.  Allan holler to get somebody's attention over and over but no one answered. He proceeded to check the back door calling and yelling for so...