“You’re so sweet to always volunteer to close the store!” Madison poked her bottom lip out in a bizarre show of solidarity.
Bree straightened an antique clock. “You’ll make it up to me.” Though you’ve never tried.
“Stop by the bar when you’re done if you want to hang out!” I never do. Madison gave her one last pitiful glance before leaving.
Bree finished her duties quickly, then leaned against the back wall in the secret place the store’s owner had revealed to her. The wall slid away, and Bree hurriedly descended the dark stairs. Her true friends were waiting.
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Always fun to read.
Great twist as always 🙂
🙂 Thank you
What a fun story!
🙂 Thank you
Nicely written!
Thanks!
Dear Jenn,
No wonder Bee’s so willing to help out in the store. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you!
This for me is bitter sweet, for the dark stairs hint at evil? But I like the way you have penned the story.
It’s open to perception, but I wanted it to hint more at secrecy than evil. Thanks so much!
Sounds really exciting! Makes you wonder what kind of friends these are “down below.”
Thank, Jenn. 🙂
I’m glad it made you curious. Thank you for reading!
I wonder about those ‘true friends’…
Nice twist and well done.
I wonder about them too. Sometimes people who feel like outcasts are more susceptible to the wrong types of people. Thanks for reading.
Ooh, I wonder what’s waiting for her down there! Great writing, makes you want more! 🙂
I hope nothing scary 🙂
Thanks!
Oooooo love it. Mysterious secret entry and good friends. I wouldnt tell the other girl either
Thanks. Yeah, I think I would keep that secret too 🙂
She could become a true friend, if she gave her a chance and went to the bar I suppose. nice twist
Very true. Sometimes we assume the worst of people but her offer to come to the bar could have been sincere. Thanks so much!
Your ending kindles the imagination!
I was hoping the ending would feel that way 🙂 Thanks for reading.