Summer of 2007 - Lovelorn

Today my parents and I went exploring the area near the house. It wasn't windy and had stopped drizzling; the sun made a appearance promisingly through white tufts of clouds in the bright blue sky.
After some alterations of walk and rest, mom declined any inclination to see what lay beyond the curb; even discovery of another grocery store did not entice her. So dad and I waddled towards the junction, and were soon out of viewing distance from mom.
After crossing across the traffic junction we glanced at the stores which were preparing to close for the day (it was drawing to 5pm, an OMG-lets-hurry-up moment for working population in UK). We DID find a grocery store across the road, and dad suggested we check out the place for a review to mom later.
There was a large signboard 'Fresh Fruits & Vegetables'. We walked up and down the 3 aisles, but found nothing. Then I noticed - there was a 5-basket stand sparsely filled with bunches of apples, tomatoes & potatoes and a pineapple. Now I know why that signboard was so huge; its easy that these would have gone un-noticed to my eye.
We turned, and began walking homewards. Mom could not be seen at the spot we had last left her resting, but dad spotted her in the bright orange wind-jacket. She was strolling on the other side of the road, but was out of yelling distance. Dad gestured with his cap, trying to see if he could catch her attention in any way. He trampled along on the grass, next to the walkway in the hope that she would look back and notice us tailing her.
By now our pace had gathered speed, but not enough momentum to catch up with her any time soon. After brisk walking for two blocks, a jogger passed us by. That struck an idea. Dad challenged me to jog, which I lamely, in my four-layers of woollen declined. I thought it would appear funny to see a jogger in jeans and a trenchcoat, with a muffler, skull cap and gloves.
But Romeo did not lose heart. He sprung out and jogged till he had reached across the road, and gotten mom to stop. As I saw him slowly pace up the road, a smile crossed my lips. Dad long ago crossed his youth, but watch him persist his loved one seemed like they were teenagers forelorn in love.