As Alana and Sam rush out the door a large shadow hovers in front of them. "What are you two rascals doing in this here room?" A large man asks gruffly. "Well you see, we're just looking for our friend Grace, who is trapped." "Don't give me that!" The large man shouted. He wore all black and had a golden name tag on that said "Wilson" on it in black lettering. "Wilson, my good man, you see, there is no lying going on here, and if you don't believe us then do with us what you wish." Sam said. "Alright, then I'll be calling the mall manager, about peeping into back rooms." Says Wilson. "Good then, we'll just be going." Sam said. He took off at a run with Alana. "Hey! Get back here!" Wilson yelled. "Sorry, we're late for something!" Alana yelled behind her. They ran into Super Salon Care and grabbed wigs. They slid them on and sat down. Then they proceeded to talk as if they had been there the whole time. Wilson ran straight past them and looked around some more. Alana and Sam took off the wigs and ran across the mall to the card store. "Search everything, even the card decks." Alana said. She reached out to grab a deck of cards when someone grabbed her hand. Alana screamed and the hand immediately released its grip. It was Mark. "So you've listened well to my clue, I see. But can you figure out clue number two?" He asked. "Is this some sort of game? I thought we only get one clue!" Alana said. "One clue at a time Alana, one clue at a time." He said. Mark reached out to Alana with a deck of cards in hand. "This is your second clue." Mark said as he handed Alana a deck of cards. He ran out of the store and left Alana standing there. "Sam!" Alana shouted. Sam came running to her. "What?" He asked. "Mark was here. He gave me this deck of cards and said it was our second clue." "I thought we only get one clue." Sam said. "I thought so too, but he said that we get one clue at a time not just just one clue." Alana said. "Got it." Sam responds. "So this deck of cards." Alana says. "Well it's titled 'Grace Bar Deck of Cards.' " Sam suggests. "So....there isn't a bar called Grace Bar, or any sort of candy bar called Grace Bar, so what is it?" Alana asks. "Well.... Maybe it's like the first clue. It was twenty three red laces, but ended up being twenty three red aces." Sam says. "Grace Bar....Lace Bar....Case Bar....Base Bar......" Alana lists. "Base bar. Base Ball. Home Run Bar....Home Run Bar and Grill!" Sam says excitedly. "You're right!" Alana exclaims. "Well have to leave the mall, but it's worth it." Sam says.
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Christmas In Oak Parks
General FictionOak Parks is Alana's home. When she is forced to visit her father, divorced from her mother, she ends up staying for the next three weeks until Christmas. Her father has a small connection, if any, with Alana, and he's determined to change that. Whe...