Dr. NoSleep

Sir, are you in there?

Enter, a deep voice says.

I hold the vial in one hand and open the door with the other.

I try not to gag on the sulfur smell and extend my hand with the vial into the room.

Here you go, sir, fresh and ready.

The vial is snatched from my grip and I slam the door closed before I am forced to hear that awful slurping noise.

Then I remove and store my gloves, grab my keys, and head to the front door.

I have it unlocked and am not even back to the counter when the awful buzzing tells me I have a customer.

I glance over my shoulder.

Two customers.

A mom and her daughter.

Welcome to Radio Shack.

How may I assist you today?

I ask, now back behind the counter.

Ah, yes, thank you, the mom says.

I am looking for something educational for my daughter.

All the video games these days are nothing but violence, and they don't make anything age appropriate either.

Do you have an electronic toy that isn't a gosh darn video game?

Something that might actually teach my daughter?

I look down at the spell master on the counter.