The Midnight Party

Annabel was fulfilling her wildest dream and opening her very own bookshop! Now she had one wish remaining...

 

Under the cover of darkness, a suspicious trail of deerstalker caps, pirate boot buckles, beaded flapper dresses, and a mad teapot top hat spilled along the road.

Annabel peered through the blinds, her eyes glittering as a wizard's beard, a woman's diamonds, a waxed moustache and silver-topped cane, a carpet bag and umbrella, a suave suit, a gruff-looking monster, and a pair of wellington boots glinted in the eerie glow of streetlamps.

At a sudden knock on the door, Annabel's heart flickered. She'd been planning this for weeks, but what if it turned out to be a total disaster? Another knock; louder this time.

Snatching another glimpse through the shaded blinds, Annabel hurried downstairs, and slowly creaked open the front door with the same anticipation she felt opening the cover of a new book.

She took a deep breath and welcomed the midnight party in. There was only one way to find out.