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“I wondered when you’d find your way in here,” someone called out from the front. We looked up to see a woman behind the counter waving at us.
She was wearing a long, flowy dress that had a wave of color following her every move. Her silver hair was in a bun on top of her head, secured in place by a bright-red flower pin. This lady was a colorful character.
“It seems our names precede us, and you are?” Ben questioned, giving her a slight bow that had the woman’s cheeks flaming red.
I swear, one flash of those dimples, and everyone was a goner. Including me.
“Yes, I’ve been following the Spirit Vlog for a while. I also happen to know that you like antiques.”
We posted about them several times throughout the years, so she clearly was a follower.
“Anything we should check out as we look around?” I questioned as I looked around the room. There was a never-ending sea of knickknacks and random antiques. It would take forever to sort through it all.
“I think you will appreciate aisle fifty-seven. Each one is numbered,” she promised. “I won’t say anything else.”
She mimed zipping her lips and giving us a conspiratorial wink.
With that, Ben and I took off. She didn’t have to say more to pique our curiosity. It was our downfall in shops like this.
At first I was shocked by the sheer amount of aisles, but quickly realized they were more sections than aisles.
Hopefully, the snowstorm held off long enough for us to take our time. It was still a lot to take in.
The owner was a smart businesswoman. She had stacks of shopping baskets littered throughout the store.
First, I picked up one when I found a few cute, little knickknacks. Ben did the same a few aisles later when he spotted something.
We’d only made it to aisle thirty-five, and both our baskets were pretty much full.
It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t resist a cute, vintage snack tin for Ethan. For Lincoln, I had snagged some memorabilia from one of his favorite TV shows. Then Ben spotted an entire row of cameras, so he had already filled part of his basket with that.
I had yet to find anything for Ryker but there was still time.
They even had a row of old journals and I’d snagged one for myself.
The aisles continued on and we skipped as many as we could. We didn’t need old floral arrangements or various glass bottles.
Finally, I spotted the sign for fifty-seven.
“It’s over there,” I said, already taking off so Ben was forced to rush after me or lose sight of me in the maze of shelves.
She had to have bought several of the storefronts in town to make this place go on as long as it did.
My jaw dropped when I turned down the aisle.
“Holy shit, this has to be one of the oldest EMF readers I’ve ever seen.”
It looked more like a Geiger counter than the device we used that lit up different colors. I tucked it into my basket for Ryker. He’d love it.
She also had a couple of dowsing rods, crystals, and a few old thermometers that I wasn’t going to buy.
I’d stick with the current ones I had, thank you very much.
“Oh man, look at this voice recorder,” I said, holding it up. It was on a display with several little tapes. I’d bought a converter for mine that let me put the tapes in and hook it up to the computer. That meant I already had the equipment to transfer over anything we caught and I wasn’t about to leave without this one.
I didn’t even look at the price as I added it to my basket.
“I don’t know how we’re going to get this back to the castle and juggle coffee,” I muttered.
