... Mimi allowed me to sell. The store might as well have been the oven. While blistering heat emanated from the kitchen, I noticed that nothing had any prices or descriptions listed anywhere, and the cash register, more like an ancient typewriter, did not calculate change. Customers packed the place. Each one demanded superb service ... not take it anymore! I needed to reach them somehow. So, on one slow day I gutted up my courage and said, "I say we start up a rousing game of hangman." They all eyed me like vultures. Embarrassed, I started retreating when one suddenly said, "Cool! Start u...

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• Grade Level: High School