The Tailor (2)

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Taking a heavy sigh, I continued down the street. Well that was what I was doing, until the door to the tailor shop opened out of nowhere.

"Huh?!" Then and there I saw a red headed lady who smelled of bread leaving the store. There were tears in her eyes. But something shiny dropped on the ground while she was leaving in the process. It rolled closer to me. It was a ring. "You don't care for what I want papa!"

"Wait, Adelle!" An elderly grey haired man stepped out trying to stop the lady, but was unable get to her. "Adelle."

He had a sad face on. Picking up the shiny object, I slowly walked up to tug on his sleeve. "Um, Monsieur?"

"What?" Turning over to face me, the man held an angry gaze behind his glasses. I could feel my body flinch, but I gulped down the nerves. "Is this your's?"

With the flick of the wrist, I turned his hand around to reveal the same ring his daughter dropped. The man's eyes widened in bewilderment. "Adelle's ring?!"

"But how did you do that?" He raised a brow. I only replied with a mere, "A magician's secret."

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