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"To who? I’ll get it back Whatever it takes Who did you sell it to?"

"The town asshole"

"Tanner can’t have this shop You can’t let hi about Tanner"

"Then ere you talking about?"

He turned rasp "You"

"What?"

"It’s yours, every inch, every square," Mr Henson sang

"What are you talking about?"

"Well," he said, sitting on top of one of the boxes "I’ve lived ic this place can create Now it’s tiic in their life So your shop"

"Oh, but see, that’s the beauty in all of it You are taking it It’s already yours I set up all of the paperwork All you have to do is cross a few t’s and dot a few i’s"

"What would I even do with it?" I asked

"You have a dream, Tristan The furniture that your father and you create would get a ton more people into this space than my old crystals ever did Don’t let anyone ever kill your dreams, my boy" He pushed himself up from his box,it on his head, he began walking toward the front door

"What about you? What are you going to do?" I asked, watching hi the bell overhead

"As for o find a new dream, because you’re never too old to dreaic I hear there are ruht need so around We’ll chat through the details later on, but for now, I’ll be seeing you" He winked, walking out the door

Iin the direction Mr Henson had disappeared in

My mind started to wonder if he was some kind of weird hallucination, but when I looked down at the keys inhere?"

I turned around to see Elizabeth standing behind me, her arms crossed "Lizzie," Iso close "Hi"

"Hi?" She huffed, barging into the store I followed her inside "Hi?!" she shouted "You disappear forme a chance to explain myself, and then randomly show up in town, and all you can say is ‘hi’? You’re a…you’re a…a DICK!"

"Lizzie," I said with narrowed eyes, stepping toward her She stepped back