International Beauty Supply

PART 3

. . . With their seemingly endless pallet for similar patterns and colors, the woods of Winter can overwhelm the eye and confuse a person, and in the open woods it is not uncommon for someone to stray too far from the familiar and disappear as if into thin air. If you stay still for a but minute or so, the mind wanders, the senses heighten and then one begins to be hypnotized by the unfamiliar sensation of absolute awareness. Every single thing in its place.Without even a breeze to rustle twig upon stick upon leaf upon stick jutting from the ground, the park was profoundly, oddly, silent. All at once she felt a strange sensation, as if she were being watched, but there was nothing to be seen or heard, not a bird, not a squirrel—no one walking, jogging, no dogs crashing through the undergrowth, their owners far behind. . .