A ray of sunlight came through the clouds and shone directly on our hero. To Morgan, shopping was near the top of her list as one of the most tedious tasks that she had to do on a regular basis. She was adding a container of OJ to her basket when Mrs. Grifsky accosted her, "Morgan is that you!?" Morgan sighed, "How are you Mrs. Grifsky, haven't seen you in a while?" Along with the obligatory greeting she gave the obligatory smile, Mrs. Grifsky seemed pleased. "Well now, it's been a day now hasn't it?" chuckling she looked at Morgan with a sly look, "can you tell me which of these here slots to scratch off Morgan? I've got a good feeling about them." Morigan sighed, "wish I could Mrs. Grifsky but the sight doesn't work like that." Mrs. Grifsky looked disappointed but also a bit suspicious, she walked away huffily. Morgan was holding the statue, the Greek goddess of the sea, Amphitrite, stumbling over the words carve...
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