The Reviver

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Grace's POV

I'm about half a block away from the shop when I spot Tara. She's got a pale yellow top on but I'd recognize her black jeans anywhere.
I wave and she catches up to me.

"I have to babysit in about 40 minutes. Let's tackle the shop and try to be productive. What exactly are you looking for?"

Since the new note, I've been hoping that there may be another sign. I feel like the message means something bigger than the last.

"We'll know when we find out."
I answer.

"Don't sound too much like Angelina, now." Tara jokes.

In record time, we're in the shop looking for... well, as I said, I'm not sure.
But we seem to be making progress for not really looking for something.
Tara's taken the back half of the shop. I hope she doesn't get lost amongst whatever's back there.

I'm running my hand along the shelves as if something may step forward and present itself at my touch.
I reach back to a section that seems to be deeper than the rest.
My fingers feel around an item that could be glass. It's smooth so I suppose it's a bottle. I pull it out, pushing everything else out of the way.

"Tara, come check this out!" I call out.

Tara emerges from behind another shelf.

"What is it?" Tara peers at the bottle and reads the label.

"Omigosh!" She exclaims not a second later.

Reviver: Use with much caution. Does not bring back the dead. So do not try on bacon.

Awesome sauce! This could definitely work on the trees.

"Do not try on bacon? Who would try that?" Tara does a double take at the bottle.

"I could name a few people..."

I put the small bottle in my bag and have a feeling that that's all we'll need from here for now.

"Let's get to that babysitting job. You'll get an experience being the older one." Tara practically reads my mind.

A/N: I have sudden inspiration to write and to continue more of this story. That is definitely good! Next part to come soon.
Wendy Mass's characters.

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