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Deal 1213: Why did the—Vroom!

The road was as flat as a mirror, extending as far as the eye could see either way.

He stopped at the edge to reflect.

There was no turning back after the scene he made when he left. This was hardly the first road he’d ever seen. But it was certainly the widest and smoothest.

As he contemplated his options, he could almost hear the background music swelling. As if the very film that was his life was taunting him for not confidently stepping out.

He—

Vroom!

—picked up a foot—

Vroom, vroom!

—and took a step. Suddenly he was surrounded by hundreds of motorcycles. He froze in place while they swarmed past him.

When it the last one had passed, he continued on his way.

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Deal 1208: Little’s Bête Noire

The rumors spread quickly through the barnyard.

There was a new dog. He was going to require training before he was useful.

Ms Little was not happy. She had just got the last one calmed down after that whole sky incident. And now, a new one.

She really hoped the new dog hadn’t yet heard the stories.

Stories always grow in the telling,

Maybe it really belongs to the neighbors over on the Baskerville estate?

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Deal 1175: Hot.

The three foot square slab of stainless steel was hot, and stayed hot from opening at dawn until we decided to close sometime after lunch. It was hot and heavy, and was always the perfect temperature for a pancake or fried egg. It was decided not a good place to sit.

Unless you weren’t quite mortal, I suppose.

The kitchen was in a brief lull when she appeared, sitting on the flattop and looking like she belonged there. I just stood there for a moment, staring. I suppose I was waiting for the inevitable scream. It never came.

I gestured with my spatula, but she declined to be turned.

I looked around. My prep cook was in the other room, chasing after something in the walk-in. The wait staff were all out on the floor. In short, I was the only witness to her impossible comfort in the very spot that a full stack of cakes had occupied just moments before her arrival.

This was going to be a very interesting conversation.

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Deal 1168: Chicken little’s mirror

The magic mirror promised her beauty beyond compare. In exchange, she merely had to offer cautious advice to her friends.

This went on for some years without issue or concern, until the panic set in.

Little did she know what was in store for her. The sky had been her constant companion, and now it was at risk. She had to warn her friends.

But that put her at odds with her promise to her mirror.

How could she possibly decide?

Which came first?

Her image or her friends?

As she panicked unable to decide, the sky opened up and the storm arrived. The worst storm seen in the barnyard in generations.

As she floated off across the road, she knew she should have warned her friends, but her vanity had stood in the way.