Would you like a cookie?

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Today I had a knock on my door… If I’d written what happened next it would have gone like this…

As I opened the door darkness fell. Standing outside were two old ladies dressed in black from head to toe. They both carried broomsticks, although I doubt they were ever used for cleaning. Over their shoulders they had bags full of lollies and candy. And they carried the latest issue of WitchTower magazine.

“Hello,” they said in unison. “How are you?”
“I wish I were better.” I replied honestly, unaware that I had just fallen straight into their trap.
“Is that so,” said the shorter brunette.
“Would you like a cookie?” added the redhead.

The cookie was sweet, with a hint of pineapple. I had trouble working out whether there were bits of pineapple in the cookie or just simply pineapple juice, either way it worked.

“Darling, today we would like to offer you a free copy of this month’s WitchTower magazine,” said the redhead as she presented the magazine.
“Have you experienced a recent loss,” probed the brunette. “A loved one, a close friend, a family member?”

As I finished my cookie I knew that they had come at exactly the right time. Five minutes earlier I ran out of food. As I pondered my situation I knew what I had to do.

“Can I have another cookie?”
“Of course child,” said the redhead as she handed me another cookie before the brunette continued.
“We specialize in contacting the dead and buried. This magazine is death themed, it tells you how to speak to the dead and recall them to a second body. Would you like a copy?”
“Yes, they’re wonderful,” I said, completely enchanted.
The brunette handed me a  WitchTower magazine.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“The latest issue of WitchTower magazine,” said the brunette.
“No, you asked if I wanted another cookie. Which I do.”
“What about the magazine?”
“Nope, just more cookies”
“We only have five more,” stated the redhead.
“That’s ok, I’ll survive with five.” As the redhead gave me the remaining cookies I realised that they wouldn’t last long. “Can you bring some more back tomorrow?”

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