Short Fiction (Just for fun)

Holly stared into the whirlpool of colors. Streaks of green, pink, and violet blended together as she whipped the mixture inside the bowl. The more she beat the brew, the brighter the colors became, hypnotizing and drawing her deeper. She tried to resist, but the pull grew stronger as faster and faster the shimmering liquid…

TC and Sara slipped down the dimly lit staircase. TC glanced back over her shoulder, hoping not to waken her Aunt Lizzy. The street lamp illuminated the glass on the front door, revealing in mirrored writing the shop’s name, “Fanciful Oddities.” Each summer TC visited her Aunt Lizzy at the coast and helped out in…