The sun was beginning to peek over the roof tops and into the dingy store front. Oscar Krylov, the owner of "The General Store" was preparing his inventory for sale. He had already refilled the various candy jars, one copper for two pieces, and had started arranging tools, pots and pans, candles, cloths, assorted bags, and clothing.
"Well, seems this is as good as it can look"
Oscar walks to the door and takes a deep breath, slides the bar into the wall and props the door open.
"And now I wait..."
