And then again, she stood up from the chair, made of fine oak and embedded with the shimmering pearls. Ready to take on a new challenge. She faced the door, reached for the knob and made a turn. She hugged her dog with its tail wagging ecstatically and slam the door behind her shut.

Down the spiral stairs with her clutch and coat, she waved goodbye to her neighbours making their way home from the grocery store. There laid the bustling city street. She was making her way to the malls. On the way, her beautifully sequined black dress recieved many dazzling stares from strangers whom admired her glamorous style.

She stopped by the bakery to grab a bite. The sweet scents of bread! Scents, how they managed to stir her from within. she moved on til she could hear shouts of sale throughout the mall teeming with people.

She entered the shop filled with pearls. The one and only Mother of Pearls caught her eye from window. "priceless jewel", she whispered. It was grand, when it was created by the famous artisan, carved and polished to perfection. It shone with affection and shimmered with pride. Delighted, she took it up and stroked it with care.

Beaming with glee, she hold her shiny pearl necklace that she purchased as she lifted her head up high.