The sweet tinkling sound of the wind chime caught her attention. April looked around to see where it was coming from. As she was a visitor to the town, she was not familiar with the place. She was drawn towards it as though she was charmed. The soothing sound brought her to an antique shop. It was a quaint little place at the end of the street where not many frequented that area.
She pushed the wooden door and was greeted by a creaky sound and a welcoming smile of a frail old woman. The ambience of the shop was relaxing and made her feel very much at home.
“Can I be of your assistance?” asked the old woman.
“It’s fine. Thank you. I’m just browsing,” April replied.
April started to tune her ears towards the delightful tinkling sound. She made her way through numerous antique pieces, trying not to damage or knock into anything. Then, sparkle and glitter of the crystals of the wind chime blinded her eyes. The sun had shone in from the sunroof. The glimmering sparkle on her face was truly overwhelming.
It was an awakening desire to own it. April asked the old woman to let her view the wind chime.
“Aha… you have an interest in it?” she asked with a chuckle.
“Yes, please,” April nodded with glee.
“Wouldn’t you like to know where it was from?” asked the old lady.
“This wind chime dates back to the 19th century and it was owned by a young girl living in the mountains. One day, her house caught fire and the whole family perished. Only the wind chime was still intact.”
“I’ll buy it,” said April.
April was delighted with her purchase and she hung it at her balcony. That night, the wind chime tinkled non-stop till morning. But there was no wind nor breeze…
© autumnB