She Ran

She ran. All she could do was run. Her high heels clacked on the sidewalk like horses on the street in a parade. Her sides ached as if she'd just been in a fight, her throat burned like the ovens of a five star resturant. A $200 hair style was ruined as curled copper red hair flew behind her like hero's cape.
Seaside blue eyes fell on a sign outside of a rather elegant store. Triangular and red with bold white letters that were easy to read 'Going Out of Business Sale! 50% Off! Between the hours of 10:00 AM-12:00 PM Only!'
She quickly pulled herself together as the store's bell chimed like a long forgotten melody. She forced her breathing to be even, wiped the sweat from her brow, and ran her fingers through her silky hair before anyone inside the building noticed her.