Fandango’s Story Starter

Joe ripped the books and old magazines off the shelves, searching as quickly as he could. It had to be here somewhere he thought…and then the shoddy box in the corner started to shake. The goddang box was shaking! Joe was shocked, but his fervor for the recipe overshadowed that feeling and desperation set in again. The family recipe was thought to have been lost years ago, but Joe knew better. His grandma on her deathbed told him so as she slipped away from this plane. Joe approached the box and at his touch, it stopped moving. He pried the cardboard flaps up slowly, hesitating to see the inside and thinking something may jump out at him – a rat perhaps? He shuddered at the thought but continued to unfold the pieces of dusty paper. Then as of by, who am I kidding, it WAS magic, the recipe was right there in that box, with nothing else. Joe was shaking at this point, and his hand reached down as if by its own free will, into the box and grabbed the paper. It was the recipe his grandma told him about. He took it up to his chest and finally let out a breath. With this recipe he would be a success. His entire life counted on this one recipe, he just felt it in his bones. Now, he thought, if I could only find these ingredients…

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