The Haunted Wordsmith FTS – Penney

My part:

That evening as the Salvation Army Santa Claus emptied his kettle into the bank deposit box, he noticed one of the coins sparkled. He thought it was his tired eyes, playing a trick on him, but there it was, almost begging him to retrieve it. He hesitated only a second or two and then took the penney.

Retiring for the night where he now called home–a shelter for the homeless–he wearily sat down on the blanketed cot and eyed the coin once again. He hoped he wouldn’t be harshly judged by the Almighty for keeping this penney, for indeed it had called to him. Turning it over to read the mint mark and the year, he saw something scratched into the copper.

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I choose Fandango to continue the story: https://fivedotoh.com.

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