"Oh Crap!" Elenora shrieked as the glass slipped from her fingers.
The bowl she'd been mixing the cookie dough in lay, shattered on the ground, but she ignored the danger of having deadly shards lying about all over the wood floors. Wiping her flour-covered hands on her jeans-ignoring the fact that she had slimy dough coating the ornate silver ring on her left ring finger-she knelt, pushing back her red curls and adjusting the position of her black-rimmed plastic glasses. A crow-common and a nuisance in the area where she lived-cawed outside the oval window, but she ignored that too.
Inside of the thick pieces of the glass bowl-and amongstt the goo of the fallen chocolate chip cookies-she could have sworn that a shadow had moved inside of the glass.
Just as she bent closer to observe, a loud TAP at the window startled her.
Jittery enough to look up, Elenora glared at the crow for a moment before turning back to the mess on the floor.
Nothing was there except the mess she'd made.
Frowning, she started to clean up just as the doorbell rang.
"Oh Crap!" Elenora shrieked as the glass slipped from her fingers.
The bowl she'd been mixing the cookie dough in lay, shattered on the ground, but she ignored the danger of having deadly shards lying about all over the wood floors. Wiping her flour-covered hands on her jeans-ignoring the fact that she had slimy dough coating the ornate silver ring on her left ring finger-she knelt, pushing back her red curls and adjusting the position of her black-rimmed plastic glasses. A crow-common and a nuisance in the area where she lived-cawed outside the oval window, but she ignored that too.
Inside of the thick pieces of the glass bowl-and amongstt the goo of the fallen chocolate chip cookies-she could have sworn that a shadow had moved inside of the glass.
Just as she bent closer to observe, a loud TAP at the window startled her.
Jittery enough to look up, Elenora glared at the crow for a moment before turning back to the mess on the floor.
Nothing was there except the mess she'd made.
Frowning, she started to clean up just as the doorbell rang.
Elanora walked to the door, opened it an slammed it with the terrifying site that lay before her. it was a man, maybe 50 or 60 years of age, wrinkles on his skin, with long, dark brown hair that lay on his shoulders. but the most terrifying site on him was his eyes, oh those dark eyes!! they seemed to stare through your soul and devour it!
Grand opening was pushed back once again, we'll just say it's TBA for now. We are still waiting on the completion of some custom development that has been in the works.