Shari hurried down the path to market, eager to be finished. If nothing else, finishing in record time meant that he could dawdle wherever he liked instead of following Gaelys' strict list of orders. It also meant that he might get the chance to visit with friends.
Grinning, Shari entered the marketplace. The tables and carts crowded next to each other on the narrow street, each calling out the benefits of their wares to passerby. He saw the other girls his age, smiled, chatted, all that was expected of him and a little extra. He enjoyed to bashful glances, the batting eyes, even as he paid for his purchases. The men he planned to talk with later would laugh and joke that he was too young to be able to flirt, but he knew they were jealous of him. For some reason or another, girls seemed to respond to him.
It wasn't the talking that he hated about going to market. It wasn't the mild flirtations, or even th