Beside the door stood a cooler. It was unplugged and filled with pop cans and bottles. A handwritten sign advised those looking for milk to check aisle two, for the powdered and canned variety.
"No beer?" Corey said. "What kind of place is this?"
"The kind that knows better than to leave anything that'll make it a target for kids like you," I said.
Corey grabbed a Coke.
"Hey!" Hayley said.
"If they aren't here to man the shop…"
Daniel reached into Corey's back pocket. He plucked out his wallet, took out a still-damp twenty and put it on the counter. Corey grabbed for it, but Daniel gave a look that made Corey withdraw his hand.
"Fine," Corey said. "Drinks and snacks on me, apparently. Chow down, guys.
"No beer?" Corey said. "What kind of place is this?"
"The kind that knows better than to leave anything that'll make it a target for kids like you," I said.
Corey grabbed a Coke.
"Hey!" Hayley said.
"If they aren't here to man the shop…"
Daniel reached into Corey's back pocket. He plucked out his wallet, took out a still-damp twenty and put it on the counter. Corey grabbed for it, but Daniel gave a look that made Corey withdraw his hand.
"Fine," Corey said. "Drinks and snacks on me, apparently. Chow down, guys.
( Kelley Armstrong )
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