that cold day

BEEP BEEP as the veapas go by I scamper across the rode as I head to may daily job (pulling taffy,tending to whiny children, handing out free chocolates,yes i work at a candy store on Catalina island .1

Every day was the same until one fall windy day ...the winds blowing im cold chills running up my back... I diced to close up.Hearing that CLICK on the lock checking the dour I start heading to my cottage but a hear wait...WAIT! In a small voice like a child I stop and turn. A little girl in her tattered coat and torn coat stood there and said...why ,why did u close down? I stoped my tracks but she said "im sick and dieing i have 1 day to live and not a penny to my name,all i wanted was something to die with", she said2

"My parents banished me to the streets and","STOP I said I'll open it!"3

With the twist of the key i opened it she slowly ambled in .Her big brown eyes like marbles looking around " O golly "she squiled as she slipped out a silver tin bag an drooped in one small piece of English toffee "she said thank you and rolled up the bag.4

"that's it ?!" 5

"well yes that's all my stomach can handle 6

"no no "i said in a whispered7

"that's not it...8

"oh she said a she fell to her knees and"9

I swooped her up and took her to the back 10

Panicking i asked if shed like some hot chocolate she said shue so i ran to the kettle .As she drank it her face lit up !11

Later that night she got some more candy and i held her (as she was week) and walked home as i started the heater she warmed up .I dident know what to do with her beyond this night as for now im trying to keep her alive.