Traces of Purple

I still remember how it all happened.

How I was hit with a fire extinguisher on the head and how I fell and rolled down the small stairs. I didn't see who it was, but I know the smell of the perfume she wore. It was a woman like me.

I saw her figure as I was losing consciousness; she was slim and slender, and she looked like someone I knew.

I was at the Grand-Oak City Mall shopping to kill time wh