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The Candy ShopThe candy shop showed up near the end of April, planting itself in the abandoned yellow building on the corner of Millard and Oak Grove. By the time May drifted to a close, the boarded-up windows had been washed and lined with pink curtains and someone had planted a garden in front that inexplicably bloomed to life in only four weeks.The Candy Shop by frizzymissizzy
Mary Elizabeth and I were some of its first customers, though she’d only come along because I had been curious. “Aren’t candy stores for children, Annie?” she’d asked. “We’re going to high school in a couple months. I know you still like to order from the kid’s menu sometimes, but what’s wrong with, you know, doing grown-up things?”
A bell rang over the front door and the candy shop came to life. Lights around the front sign flashed while the flowers opened their petals wider. A sweet aroma wafted into the street.
The door opened and there stood a man tall enough to have to duck through th
Reality is Stranger than Fiction “Come one, come all, to Thomas’ Traveling Freak Show! Be amazed by the bizarre sights. We promise you won’t be disappointed.” A man in a red suit called out through his megaphone. He had to use it or else he would have been drowned out by the noise of the carnival.Reality is Stranger than Fiction by drawitbig
A woman by the name of Amelia heard this and was both intrigued and amused. She had been to freak shows before, and they were just people in costume. To her, it was just a waste of money.
“You, madame,” the man in the red suit pointed his cane at Amelia, “would you like to step inside? There is many a strange thing inside this tent.”
“Sorry, but I do not want to see people in costumes.” She said this in a flat voice. The man rolled his eyes. It was clear he had gotten this reaction before.
“It’s only five dollars; everything you’ll see is real.&