Chapter 4 of Lissa and the Mall

Chapter 4

       “What are you doing?” Lissa said with wide eyes. The old man looked up, clearly startled.

      “I-um-I’m the-uh-elevator fixer guy?” He said as Lissa stared with at him with both anger and question in her eyes

      “No you’re not. I know the elevator repair man. One time he…” She had been about to say that he had chased her once too. “And you’re not him.” She ended, determined to stay on good terms with this man.

     “No I’m not him.” The old man said dejectedly “I’m just the old man who wanders around and pretends people aren’t pointing at me behind my back.”  Lissa stared at him.

      “Why don’t you just change?” The old man looked at her.

      “Because I have been shunned.” Lissa continued to stare.

      “O-kay d-okay.” Lissa said, confused “What I really want to know is how you know how to get into my room.”

     “What? Your room? That room is belongs to my wife and I.” At this point the old man got a sad look in his eyes. “It was my wife and mine. Now I suppose it’s just mine.”

     “Well, look, I’m sorry your wife died and everything but I’m afraid that that room is MINE.” Lissa stated clearly, wanting this man to know that whatever he might have once had, he no longer had it.

     “I look forward to picking your nose.” The man said awfully mysteriously.

     “What!?!?!” Lissa said as some random TV started floating before her eyes shouting,

     “I love you Kevin!”

     “What!?!?!” Lissa repeated feeling like the only one not in on a—um—hilarious, she supposed, joke.