Alec shuffled to the door, unlatched it and opened his corner store for one more day. With the drinks fridge stocked, the chip packets in neat rows and the lolly counter it usual array of coloured candy he was ready for customers.
Once he had sold a heap of stuff, the camera business had long gone because of digital and the sign on top of his shop was an eyesore.
He did miss the queues at lunchtime, his sandwich bar now empty.
His children urged him to sell but he wondered what else he could do.