The Great Escape

While travling through a neighboring town recently I made an abrubt decision to stop and park my vehicle.  The majestic trees on the quaint village square were just beginning to change into the beautiful fall colors.  The warm sun seemed to beckon me from my bucket seat.  What the heck, a wee ten minutes. I had certainly earned it.  I went over to the park bench and took a moment to gaze around.  The multitude of vendors seemed to beg me to enter their plate glass establishments.  With great strenghth I was able to cast off the sound of the siren.  Also, I just remembered  that I had left my visa at home.  Then I  spied it !  An authentic candy store.  My entire body lept off the bench and on to the front step.  My hands shook with excitement when I gripped the old, copper and wooden screen door.  YA BABY!!!!  I was certainly in heaven.  Soda fountains, mounds of chocolate truffles displayed in glass cases, popcorn of every breed or flavor.  Last,  but not least,  there was candy, cherry and gooey, it was crunchy and most of all munchy.  My eyes focused on the salt water taffy jar.  It took true skill to look graceful as they shoveled those tidbits into the brown paper bag.  As I handed the last of my gas allowence to the cashier I knew eternal glory was near.  Any thought of homework, diapers and exhaustion flew out the window.  Today's contest was over and I have won.  That soft, sweet taffy was my reward for the day.