Richard and Emily watched as their children scattered throughout the store like a bunch of kindergartners released onto a playground. "Did they even listen to us?" Emily asked as she rubber her temples to help alleviate a growing pressure. "Well, at least we have some time to ourselves." She turned to her husband and sighed. "Really, you can't leave work alone? You're on vacation!"
Richard groaned as he locked his phone and put it back into his pocket. "I was just checking a message." He replied back to her.
"I just want one week where you're not having to check your phone." She said as she turned to her husband with her eyes starting to tear up slightly.
"Sorry, Em." Richard replied as he embraced his wife but was soon interrupted by a voice from behind them.
“What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life–to strength each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?” A woman's voice replied to them. Both Emily and Ricard turned their heads to see a young woman around the age of 25 and looked a lot like Richard's young intern.
"You nearly gave us a fright." Emily replied. "Do you work here?"
"Jennifer?" Richard asked. "Aren't you supposed to be at work working on the Taylor account?"
The dark eyes of the young woman seemed to entrance the both of them. "Oh is that who you see me as and yes, you can say that." She replied dreamily. "I see that you're having a little trouble with your marriage. The love is still there, but the trust is waning away."
"How dare you." Ricard declared as he started to put his wife behind him, as if to protect her from an unknown force.
"You're right." Emily answered back to her. "I don't know how you know, but do you know of a way to help us fix it? We're doing therapy, but I really don't think that's working."
"I'm glad you asked!" The young woman announced with great pleasure. "If you follow me over to the counter, I think I have a couple of things that might help your marriage." She happily skipped to the end of the aisle and waited for the two of them to meet her at the glass counter. Emily eagerly followed the young woman and dragged Richard behind her who was still trying to figure out why the young woman looked like his office intern.
"So you have something that can help us?" Emily asked as she eagerly hoped for a cheaper and more efficient fix.
"That I do." The young woman replied with a grin on her face. "First I give you the fabled Medallion of Zulo." She put a coppery medallion on the counter, but for safe keeping, she had it in a plastic bag. "With this, you will be able to literally walk in another person's shoes."
"How does it work?" Richard asked as he carefully prodded the medallion with his finger as if it was an eerie biology experiment waiting to be dissected.
"I really can't tell you that until you purchase the item." The young woman answered. "We have to protect our ideas, after all." Her eyes sparkled slightly as she looked at the two of them. "Hmm... Let's see what else we have here." She pulled out a brown card board box with no letters or words written on it and like everything else around it, had dust all over it. "Inside this box you will always find new games that will certainly help put a spin on your marriage. Plus there will always be a family appropriate game too, you know, for the kids" She then pointed over to the left wall and they found a large, antique mirror. "That is the mirror of Guinevere. You see it's said that this mirror was made by Merlin himself and given to Guinevere on her wedding day."
"And let me guess, you won't tell us what it does until we buy it?" Richard asked.
"That would be correct." The young woman replied once more with a smile. "And the last thing I will have to show you is this pair of rings." She held up another bag with 2 rings, one silver and the other gold. "I will tell you about this one though." She said with a wink of her eye. "These are the rings of Ali Shar. You see Ali Shar was once a rich and powerful Caliph in olden Arabia. One ring will the Master and the other will be the Subordinate. The Master will be able to change the Subordinate, within reason of course."
"I hardly believe that." Richard scoffed as chuckled at the thought of it.
"So do you have an idea of what you would like to buy?" The young woman asked as she put the last bag down and waited patiently for an answer.
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