Blue Night, Blue Day by Andrea McKay

Author:Andrea McKay
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Publish on Demand Global LLC

It took several laps of the neighborhood around the open air market to locate a parking spot. It only took three tries for Liz to parallel park her small car in the miniscule space. She walked the few blocks back to the market and strolled through the crafts section. As always, her eyes were drawn to the corner where brightly colored silk scarves fluttered in the gentle breeze. The booth looked like it had been transported from some mystical Asian bazaar. Each scarf was a work of art, the dyes painted on in a very controlled manner to create beautiful expressionist and graphic images. The vendor smiled in recognition of Liz because she and Freda always stopped to browse when in the neighborhood.

“Pretty scarves, eh?” He draped a green, patterned scarf across her wrist. “One hundred percent silk. Very soft. You buy one today?”

Her fingers played with the material, and she admired the play of color. “They’re gorgeous, as always. But I don’t wear scarves. I don’t wear much around my neck.”

“Ah-ha! I have something new.” He reached under the counter and pulled out a thick, cheaply photocopied pamphlet. “See? Many ways to wear scarves. Not just tied around the neck, eh?”

Liz browsed through the pages and did see some very attractive styles for draping a scarf over her shoulders and around her hips. She was sensitive to the hopeful look on the face of the vendor. She had certainly fingered the goods here often enough. Really should buy something and stop wasting the poor man’s time. “Well…” she strolled along one side of the stall, her eye attracted by a rich swirl of blues and emerald green. She lifted it from its hook and realized it was quite large, perhaps two yards squared. The pattern looked like a cascade of peacock feathers.

“Yes!” The vendor clapped his hands. “That one is most beautiful, is it not?” He took the pamphlet again and turned to the back pages. “See? You can use it as a blouse or a skirt.”

Liz looked at the complex twistings of cloth demonstrated in the diagrams. “I don’t know. It looks complicated.”

“No, some are very easy. See?” The vendor took the scarf from her hands and folded it diagonally to make a large triangle. He adjusted the fold so that the layered corner was off-kilter and tied those points behind her neck. He took the folded ends and wrapped them around her waist and back around to knot them in front. “See? Very easy.” He led her to a mirror in the corner. He had made a lovely halter over the top of her T-shirt.

“Well, yes,” she surrendered to him. “I think I can do that again myself.” She smiled as he clapped his hands in triumph. “How much?”

“One hundred and fifty dollars. Very beautiful silk.” As Liz tapped her purse with a half-defeated look, he added, “We take all major credits cards.”

Liz opened her purse and went digging for her wallet. “And can I have a copy of the pamphlet?”

“Three dollars,” he said, adding it to the bill.

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