Mindy

     Mindy stood at a table of necklaces.  She was not looking at the necklaces but at her people standing around various booths.  What she saw discussed her.  Men lounging around in mechanical scooters, their bodies so tall and large from extra weight they could not walk on their own.

     Her blue butterfly flew down to perch on her shoulder.  She reached up to scratch her head.  She continued to gaze at men she was supposed to be attracted to.  How could she pick a mate from these unlikely unattractive men?  She had to since she was the leader of her people. 

     There was another problem.  She and her people were broke.  She needed money to hire someone to find out why her people were getting so big. 

     Opportunity was there reading Mindy’s thoughts.  Her gaze moved  to the table where a piece of parchment lay open.  She happened to read the contents that were obviously not for her.  When she understood the words she stole the parchment, slipping it under her cloak.