iamnotallgirl (
iamnotallgirl) wrote in
fandomtownies2009-12-08 02:24 am
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Fourth Dimension Fine Arts & Antiques, Tuesday
When Jill arrived at the gallery on Tuesday, all seemed normal and well. Or at least as normal as this freakin' island ever got. The winter photographs were all in their proper places, and she got hot coffee and cider set up on the sideboard with no trouble.
Then she turned on the radio, thinking music would serve two purposes: keeping things from being eerily quiet while she was here alone, and providing a nice background noise should a customer come in. The Carol of the Bells was playing, which didn't surprise her. It was December; most stations had gone to All Christmas All The Time format. Then the song ended and...the Carol of the Bells started again. And then again. Then she switched the station. Carol of the Bells. Another station. Carol of the Bells. Switch. Carol. Switch. Of. Switch. The. Switch. Bells.
Then she turned off the radio and backed away slowly. On second thought, silence was good. Awesome, even. Yep, Jill loved silence.
Then she turned on the radio, thinking music would serve two purposes: keeping things from being eerily quiet while she was here alone, and providing a nice background noise should a customer come in. The Carol of the Bells was playing, which didn't surprise her. It was December; most stations had gone to All Christmas All The Time format. Then the song ended and...the Carol of the Bells started again. And then again. Then she switched the station. Carol of the Bells. Another station. Carol of the Bells. Switch. Carol. Switch. Of. Switch. The. Switch. Bells.
Then she turned off the radio and backed away slowly. On second thought, silence was good. Awesome, even. Yep, Jill loved silence.
