"I wish just once... that I could touch that body of hers," Bernie mumbled to himself as he watched the trendy, red-haired Becca go about her day, making sure to pretend he was cleaning something up. The two were alone in the toiletries section and the young woman was working intently, humming to herself as she took inventory.
As the old janitor pried his eyes away from her, he felt something strange begin to happen. He couldn't quite describe the sensation he was feeling, but all around him it seemed as though things were beginning to blur. He could have sworn he saw a glimpse of... something... in the midst of his confusion.
Unbeknownst to Bernie, what he felt was his wish being granted. And what he had seen... that, he also couldn't describe. Because at that moment...
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