An uninvited guest

“What are you looking for?” A woman dressed in black asked Gary. Started by the woman’s voice, Gary turned his gaze to the person behind him. He couldn’t see the woman’s face because it was too dark. The only thing he could tell was that the woman might be in her fifties. “Who are you?” Gary asked warily, becoming nervous. The woman laughed out loud and then asked him, “I should be the one to ask the question. You are on my doorstep right now. Do you have any idea about that?” It wasn’t until Gary saw the gate that he realized he had accidentally wandered into someone else home. Then the woman stepped out of the shadow, her dark green eyes sparked like emeralds in the pale moonlight. Gary stepped back and said, “I’m sorry, madam. I will leave now. I came here to find a moon-shaped shell for my friend,” as he spoke, he looked down at the shell at the woman’s feet. “Are you looking for this?” The woman asked, picking up the shell after looking down. Gary nodded. “There are many unique sh