Shopping
I look behind me, making sure no ones there. I smile, opening the door. A bell rings, the smell of candy and fresh books floating in the air.
I close the door, searching the shelves. If my memory serves me well, the book she wanted is here somewhere, hiding.
An old man at the checkout counter waves at me. He pushes up his thin-framed glasses, "What can I do for you, young man?"
I say, turning in circles, "Um... I'm looking for a book. Not for me... Uh... It's for a frie-someone."
He laughs, "Well, it must be one special someone for you to take time to get a gift for them."
I whisper, "She is."
The man smiles at me, "What was that, young man? I can't hear as well as I could when I was a lad."
I shake my head, "Um... Where are the books written by Cassandra Clare?"
The man grabs his cane, his shoes tapping against the floor. "Right this way."
I nod, the floorboards moaning as I follow him.
He gets to a case, waving his hand at a shelf. He smiles at me again, "They're all here. Anything else?"
I pick up the one Tessa wanted and shook my head. I say, "Do you have jewelry, sir?"
The old man's eyes glint as he whispers, "Follow me."
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I walk out, bag in hand. My heart soars and my feet skip. I can't wait for her to open her gift.
I close the door, searching the shelves. If my memory serves me well, the book she wanted is here somewhere, hiding.
An old man at the checkout counter waves at me. He pushes up his thin-framed glasses, "What can I do for you, young man?"
I say, turning in circles, "Um... I'm looking for a book. Not for me... Uh... It's for a frie-someone."
He laughs, "Well, it must be one special someone for you to take time to get a gift for them."
I whisper, "She is."
The man smiles at me, "What was that, young man? I can't hear as well as I could when I was a lad."
I shake my head, "Um... Where are the books written by Cassandra Clare?"
The man grabs his cane, his shoes tapping against the floor. "Right this way."
I nod, the floorboards moaning as I follow him.
He gets to a case, waving his hand at a shelf. He smiles at me again, "They're all here. Anything else?"
I pick up the one Tessa wanted and shook my head. I say, "Do you have jewelry, sir?"
The old man's eyes glint as he whispers, "Follow me."
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I walk out, bag in hand. My heart soars and my feet skip. I can't wait for her to open her gift.
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Shopping
Awwwww
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2018-10-14 20:50:33
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Shopping
Great story 👏
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2020-05-20 06:40:10
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