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A Very Minou Mystery

A Very Minou Mystery

The shop had been there for years without anyone really noticing. It seemed to have just grown in like an old oak hundreds of years ago, gnarled and resolute, ignored. For some reason it had withstood the tornado of 1913 when everything else in the town center was crushed, and it was going to stay even if no one took the dusty “For Lease” sign seriously anymore. The once red bricks were sun-baked into a background color, a curled metal grate with a mysterious “E” decorated the side between the windows of the apartment above. People probably used to know what it stood for. A crack ran from one high corner of the main display window down to the sill where only dead flies gathered now.

Some had given the corner shop a go. The most recent occupant had been a massage therapist who never drew the blinds she installed and then took down when she left a year later. Before that, for a couple years at least, it had been a meeting point for Alcoholics Anonymous, with just folding chairs, tables, a coffee carafe and styrofoam cups filling the little space with the cheap, mildewed carpet that someone in the 80s thought was a good idea and no one since thought would be a better idea to remove. The longest stretch Maya could remember was when it was a florist - then the lavish windows made sense. In fact the painted, faded sign with a basket full of flowers still hung over the doorway that cut through the corner of this old Jacinta building on Silo and Main streets.

A clock jutted out from that corner that for all anyone could remember had never correctly told the time, but occasionally, maybe by the wind or a prank or another otherworldly feat, the hands would be moved. Maya would take daily walks past this cornerstone of her youth, having grown up several streets down and now returned, and was maybe the only one noticing these slight changes, thinking the same cliche each time: “Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.”

And then one day, passing the pink rose bushes that grew along Silo street and gave an eerie sense of being the only things alive, Maya decided it was finally her time.

A Very Minou Mystery Part 2

A Very Minou Mystery Part 2

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