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George couldn't bare looking at John any longer. He dropped his glaze to his white knuckles and the items in the shopping cart. Tony the Team Tiger smiled back at him unaware of George's fury. The thought to throwing that box of cereal at John teased his mind. They're Grrrrrrreat! Bam. It would hit the back of his head causing some sort of confusion. But John seemed to be at least over 6 feet tall and with those broad shoulders George guessed that he was built underneath that fancy shirt. If he were to start a fight with this man, George would be defeated.
With his palms sweating, and his heart beating above the normal rate, he could only think about how much this one moment took forever to pass. He couldn't it any longer. He had to move. He had to get out of there. So, he did.
George moved forward, pushed John, and made his way toward the exit. A woman's shriek and man's grunt soon followed as he passed the automatic doors. He recognized Lynette's cry and stopped as the doors closed behind him. He looked through the windows to see an aggravated man with a curled mustache on top of a woman.
I want an ending to this, by the way.
With his palms sweating, and his heart beating above the normal rate, he could only think about how much this one moment took forever to pass. He couldn't it any longer. He had to move. He had to get out of there. So, he did.
George moved forward, pushed John, and made his way toward the exit. A woman's shriek and man's grunt soon followed as he passed the automatic doors. He recognized Lynette's cry and stopped as the doors closed behind him. He looked through the windows to see an aggravated man with a curled mustache on top of a woman.
I want an ending to this, by the way.