The Tin Man [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

Journal Entry Number 26.

Finally, it's finished. After many years of planning and hard work, It's finished.

The tin man will be called Brian, Known that many people like the name and was suggested by my husband, Tyler.

Tommorow I will show off the wonderful tin man to see if I can make money by doing shows.

I hired a spot and everything, I just hope all the hard work pays off.

January 16, 1886.

Evan Fong.

I read the page another time before I let out a sigh. I loved this book and had it ever since I was little.

I sat up from the counter I was leaning on, once I heard the ring of a bell and a door hitting up against the wood.

A customer came in and walked up clise to the counter. "Hello ma'am, and what will I be helping you with?" I said and she out a clock onto the counter, and pushed it slightly towards me.

"I bought this clock off a busker up street. It was a lovely clock so I bought it. But when I got home, the hands of the clock fell off, and I couldn't put them back." She saud and extended her hand out to reveal the two hands.

I hummed while I picked it up and put it in the back. I could see the woman standing there, not knowing what to do, and I let out a small chuckle. "Please sit. I'll have this done in, let's say, 4 minutes?"

"Okay" I heard the woman say, and put the clock on my workshop table. Really I only needed one minute tops to fix this, but seeing that nothing else was brocken I might as well shine the glass and metal of the clock.

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After I was done polishing the clock, I turned back around to see the woman still sitting there. I smiled as I walked back up to the countern and placed the clock back up on the counter.

"Here you go ma'am. It is a very lovely clock." I say, she walks towards the counter, and takes her clock. "Thank you, and how much would I be paying." I think about it before smiling and let out a small chuckle "That won't be necessary. It's free ma'am." "Really?" I nod my head In agreement "Really."

A smile made itself known on her face "Thank yoy sir." "No problem." I say and she ealks away, and she gives me a small wave before leaving.

I let out another sigh, and as I did I heard the dongs and dings of the many clock that were in my workshop. I looked out the window as I saw the purples and pinks of the setting sky.

I walked up to the wooden door that held the open and closed sign. I turned the sign to the closed side. I then locked the door, and head up to my apartment.

My apartment stayed right above the workshop, and I was happy for it.

I walked up the stairs, and entered the small living-room. I walked up to one of my chairs that was placed infrount of my fireplace.

I had taken my book before I left the shop, and I placed it next to me on the arm of the chair. I got up, and went to the furnace and put a kettle full of water above it.

Once the water started to boil I put a teabag into the kettle. I walked back to the chair grabed the book of the arm and read while I wait.

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I yawned and stretched in my chairb earning a small squeak from it. I got up and looked over at my clock. 12:07. I let out a sigh as I walked up a couple more stairs to reach my bedroom. I slipped into my, not so comfy bed, and soon drifted off to sleep.