The Shop

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Walking into the shop was like entering a magic room. I’d never seen such a wonderful collection of indescribable trinkets, jewelry, novelties.

“Where does it all come from?” I asked the proprietor.

“Here ‘n’ there.”

“It is all so lovely. All handmade?”

“Yup.”

“Those halloween skulls are intriguing. . . “

Silence.

“Are they sold individually, or together?”

“All ‘er none.”

“You don’t talk much.”

Silence.

“Will you bargain with me?”

“Nope.”

“How do you ever sell anything?”

Silence.

Irritated, I decided to leave. The door was locked. I glanced back at him. Cold-eyed, he said, “No sale, no exit. Your choice.”

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