At first, I thought only the people in the wet market were staring at us because they thought it was a peculiar scene.
After I put everything in the car, I still felt that someone was staring at us. However, when I turned around, I did not see anyone else around us.
The parking lot was so far away from the wet market that it was impossible for us to become the center of attention as we were earlier.
I shook my head and thought that maybe I was being paranoid.
Without thinking anymore, I took Munchkin along and returned the cart to the owner. We then made our way to the supermarket.
I did not know why but even until we got to the supermarket, I still felt a little fuzzy inside. I kept feeling that someone was watching us.
I pulled Munchkin close to keep him from running far away.
"Mommy, what’s wrong with you?" Munchkin could feel that I was acting strange.
"I haven't been to the supermarket here before. I'm afraid that if you run far away, I won't be able to find you later." I did not tell Munchkin about my fear as I did not want to scare him.
"Mommy, you’re afraid of getting lost, right? " The little guy cocked the corner of his mouth halfway up.
I nudged his forehead with my finger." What? You don't want to be with me anymore because you're tired of me?" "No, Mommy. If you’re afraid, take my hand and I’ll lead the way."
I laughed, yet my mind was not on shopping anymore. The odd feeling in my heart never receded.
While walking past the aisle that displayed potato chips, Munchkin suddenly pulled me down behind the shelves.
"What's wrong?" I rushed to ask.
"Mommy, I feel like someone has been following us from behind.”
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