7. Arcade Opening Time

Saturday 9 a.m.

Mr. Litwak glanced at his wristwatch and smiled. "Opening time!"

He never grew tired of seeing the young and not-so-young excitedly streaming through the door. Already, several kids were waiting eagerly outside.

Grinning broadly, he unlocked the door. "Hey there! Welcome, welcome!" He winked at a middle-aged man. "Good morning to you, lil' fella." The man, Brent, winked back. "Morning Stan. How's business?" Brent was one of Litwak's regulars, and a close friend.

"Never better! Why, this old place is practically bursting at the seams!" Mr. Litwak replied. "Like my Nana." he added dryly.


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