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I was just walking down the street, minding my own business when I came upon a cry for help. Looking around, I realized I was the only one within ear shot.
Turned out to be an old lady.
An old lady with a secret...
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I was just walking down the street, minding my own business when I came upon a cry for help. Looking around, I realized I was the only one within ear shot.
Turned out to be an old lady.
An old lady with a secret...
She'd stumbled over a rock or something and had fallen and couldn't get herself back up. When I aided her to her feet, she told me it was a test and offered me a brooch that looked like it was made out of pure ruby.
I politely declined. She was, after all, an old lady and while I wasn't no boy scout at 19, I couldn't just walk by hearing her pleading cries for help.
But she insisted.
Said to pin it on my mother's dress.
I asked why, but she wouldn't tell me. Cackled and said that all my dreams were about to come true.
I shook my head; crazy old witch!
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But all the rest of the walk home, I couldn't shake the Gypsy's words from my mind. They clung like thick spider webs and wouldn't let go.
Why would I want to pin it on mom? And what was the deal with all my dreams coming true?
The more I thought about it, the more I wondered. She was either a crazy old bat or...
"Hey, son!" Mom greeted me at the door with a kiss on the cheek. She'd just returned from church and was wearing a very stunning, form-fitting red dress that clung to her body like saran wrap.
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