Author: | Dee Dawning | ISBN: | 9781452405438 |
Publisher: | New Dawning Books | Publication: | June 26, 2010 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Dee Dawning |
ISBN: | 9781452405438 |
Publisher: | New Dawning Books |
Publication: | June 26, 2010 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
Sandy had trouble keeping up with her strange behaving friend. "What's your hurry?"
"We must have purple cookies. It's dangerous. I'm trying to find Choi Lin's."
Jill walked as if she was in a stupor. Through an arch, up some stairs, across a bridge, down stairs, past shop after shop, Jill looked everywhere and Sandy followed patiently. Jill walked and Sandy tailed her along a narrow hallway, across a courtyard, across a driveway, through a gateway, into a portico and…"There it is."
Jill entered the little shop, with Sandy trailing behind.
A small, elderly Asian woman glanced at her husband, then asked Jill, "May we help you?"
Sandy gazed around. There were powders in apothecary jars, amulets, trinkets, crystals, books on mysticism and dozens of other such items.
Jill answered the woman, "Yes, I hope so. I'm looking for some special fortune cookies."
The man addressed her. "Why do you need these cookies?"
"We are on a quest," Jill answered almost robotically.
The woman asked. "In what way are they special?"
"They make you invisible."
An antique oriental vase fell to the floor and shattered.
All eyes turned to Sandy who was red as a beet. Contritely, she hunched her shoulders up. "Looks like I bought an antique vase."
The man laughed and said, "Not to worry. It cheap replica. Twenty dolla."
Then the woman spoke up once more, "We waiting for you. Purple cookies are expensive. How many?"
"We need twelve."
"That twelve hundred dolla."
Jill turned and with a vacant look in her eyes and asked, "Sandy do you have twelve hundred dollars, I could borrow?"
Sandy walked over to stand by Jill. She had no idea what they would need invisibility for, but twelve cookies for ten people didn't sound like enough. "Oh, let me buy them, sweetie." To the lady she handed five thousand dollars and said, "My friend made a mistake. We need fifty purple cookies."
"I get. Be back!"
"Oh, wait, just a minute please. Do you have any black cookies?"
"No sell black cookies. Only 'The One' has."
"Of course. I meant green cookies."
"How many?"
"Ten."
"Five hundred dolla."
"Here's five hundred and an extra hundred for the vase."
"I make change."
"No, don't bother. We're in kind of a hurry. If you would just get the cookies we'll be on our way."
As the woman left, Sandy bent down and whispered. "Did you say invisible?"
Jill looked at Sandy and recognition and alertness came to her eyes. "Sandy! Where are we? How did we get here?"
"You led us here?"
Jill scrunched her nose. "I did? Invisible what?"
The man came over to Sandy and handed her a package.
"What's this?" she demanded.
"You no want change, you take four urns. I'm Choi. wife Lin. Good luck on journey. Smart to take purple cookies. Remember, cookie last one day – twenty-four hours."
Sandy had trouble keeping up with her strange behaving friend. "What's your hurry?"
"We must have purple cookies. It's dangerous. I'm trying to find Choi Lin's."
Jill walked as if she was in a stupor. Through an arch, up some stairs, across a bridge, down stairs, past shop after shop, Jill looked everywhere and Sandy followed patiently. Jill walked and Sandy tailed her along a narrow hallway, across a courtyard, across a driveway, through a gateway, into a portico and…"There it is."
Jill entered the little shop, with Sandy trailing behind.
A small, elderly Asian woman glanced at her husband, then asked Jill, "May we help you?"
Sandy gazed around. There were powders in apothecary jars, amulets, trinkets, crystals, books on mysticism and dozens of other such items.
Jill answered the woman, "Yes, I hope so. I'm looking for some special fortune cookies."
The man addressed her. "Why do you need these cookies?"
"We are on a quest," Jill answered almost robotically.
The woman asked. "In what way are they special?"
"They make you invisible."
An antique oriental vase fell to the floor and shattered.
All eyes turned to Sandy who was red as a beet. Contritely, she hunched her shoulders up. "Looks like I bought an antique vase."
The man laughed and said, "Not to worry. It cheap replica. Twenty dolla."
Then the woman spoke up once more, "We waiting for you. Purple cookies are expensive. How many?"
"We need twelve."
"That twelve hundred dolla."
Jill turned and with a vacant look in her eyes and asked, "Sandy do you have twelve hundred dollars, I could borrow?"
Sandy walked over to stand by Jill. She had no idea what they would need invisibility for, but twelve cookies for ten people didn't sound like enough. "Oh, let me buy them, sweetie." To the lady she handed five thousand dollars and said, "My friend made a mistake. We need fifty purple cookies."
"I get. Be back!"
"Oh, wait, just a minute please. Do you have any black cookies?"
"No sell black cookies. Only 'The One' has."
"Of course. I meant green cookies."
"How many?"
"Ten."
"Five hundred dolla."
"Here's five hundred and an extra hundred for the vase."
"I make change."
"No, don't bother. We're in kind of a hurry. If you would just get the cookies we'll be on our way."
As the woman left, Sandy bent down and whispered. "Did you say invisible?"
Jill looked at Sandy and recognition and alertness came to her eyes. "Sandy! Where are we? How did we get here?"
"You led us here?"
Jill scrunched her nose. "I did? Invisible what?"
The man came over to Sandy and handed her a package.
"What's this?" she demanded.
"You no want change, you take four urns. I'm Choi. wife Lin. Good luck on journey. Smart to take purple cookies. Remember, cookie last one day – twenty-four hours."