The Magical Machine

Written in response to: "Write about an everyday object that has magical powers or comes to life."

Contemporary Fiction Mystery

1,202 words. The Magic Machine

The parking lot was empty. Lily was happy knowing it was Sunday and no one would be around. She unlocked the back door of the thrift store using a key that didn’t belong to her. She had forgotten she had it since she worked there the last time. When she got inside she thought, “I need to get what I’m after before this store opens. I know I’m not supposed to be in here, but if I don’t get what I need Mom will die. I don’t even want to think of it.” Lily looked around for a while, keeping a watch on the time. After a half hour, she heard something.

“Oh dear, it’s not time for this store to open yet,” she whispered.

When she looked she saw an old man all humped back and gray-haired walking in the door. She didn’t want him seeing her but he did.

“Do you work here?” he asked.

“Well, to tell you the truth I did once and I had the key and that's how I got in. I have a mom who is dying and I was looking to see if that magical box this man sold to this store, was still here. He didn't want it anymore. He said once it gives you all it thinks you need it stops working.”

“That’s what I was looking for. I’m aging and I was told that machine he had in her hand could make you become young again and heal any problem you may have.”

“Mr. I guess I have to say, I’m looking for the same thing. My mom’s been sick for some time and I don’t want anything to happen to her, so I thought maybe that box was still here.”

“Let’s go look around. I can’t remember exactly where I was told it was. If we look together we might find it.”

“Do you know what it looks like?” The old man asked.

“I can’t remember just now because I've sold a lot when I worked here and it's been some time ago, but let's pray it is still here."

"If we find that machine then I will become young again.”

“That would be great. Then my mom will live.”

They continued looking around.

“We have to find it before the workers come,” The young lady Lily told him. “Before you came I realized today is Sunday and no one works. So we have time to look around,” Lily said. “I don’t want my mom to die. She’s all I have.”

“Well, they say it’s a miracle machine. I need it as well to put more years into my life.”

They continued to look around. They picked up one thing after the other.

“Maybe it’s gone. They may have sold it. If we don’t find it, what will we do?”

` “As long as no one believes in it then it hasn’t sold, and it’s a costly machine, I was told.”

“Oh, that’s great. Then it could be here. People around here don’t have much money so, there may be a chance it’s still here,” Lily told him.

“The machine can also give you money. But not always. If you have a good reason you need it then it will.”

“Really? My mom takes pills but if this machine heals her she won’t need any.”

“That’s right.”

“Will it give you money if you need food or anything important?”

“Sure it will,” Lily smiled.

They kept looking around while the sun was coming up, someone pulled up with a car. 

“Oh no, I thought they didn’t work here on Sundays.”

“Let’s keep quiet and see what they are up to.”

They watched and the woman who owned the store went into the back room.

“Where is she going?” the old man whispered.

“I think that is where she keeps her safe.”

When the woman came back out she was holding a small bag. Before she left she made sure the door was locked to the back room. Then she opened the front door to leave. Just then she heard something fall. She stopped and looked around. She looked here and there and never bothered to go to the back. “Something just fell. Anything can fall in here, it's so packed,” the owner said to herself, then left.

“That was close,” Lily said.

“I know. I knocked an ornament off the shelf by mistake.”

“Oh, we were lucky she didn’t come to check.”

“I know let’s find that machine so we can get out of here,” the old man said. “It could even be in a box,” he added.

“So you think it’s small?” the old man asked.

“Well, according to my friend, who doesn't believe in it, told me it wasn’t too big.”

“Okay, so let’s look in every box.”

After about a twenty-minute search Lily found something that looked like a small box with numbers and words running across it. “This is it, look,” Lily replied.

“Let’s ask it something, and see if it will still work,” the old man said.

“Okay, let me try,” Lily asked, "Is the thrift store closed today?”

They waited for an answer. The words kept running across it. It then stopped to ‘Yes’.

“Look it answered right.”

“We found it. Great,” the man replied.

“Let’s ask a question for you. Tell it, you want to look like thirty years younger.”

They waited and waited. Suddenly Lily looked and the old man turned back to his 30s and Lily couldn’t get over how handsome he looked.

“Wow! You are handsome. Now we know this machine does work.”

“Yes, so let’s go and help your mother.”

“By the way, what’s your name?”

He looked at her with a smile. Johnny Jackson, and yours?”

“Lily, Lily Lander,” she replied.

“Okay, let’s go,” Johnny said.

When they arrived at Lily's place she introduced Johnny to her mom.

“He’s a handsome man. As long as I’m sick I will never find one.”

“Yes, you will Mom because I got the machine to help you.”

“Oh really, thank you, honey. I am too sick to sit up.”

“Okay, let’s be quiet. Machine please heal my mom. She’s been sick for a long time.”

They watched as the words and numbers passed. They watched her mom and gradually she started looking better. She sat up in her bed, smiling.

“How do you feel Mom?”

“I feel like a new woman.”

“Mom look, it's telling us to go in your drawer and you will find some money to pay your doctor's bills.”

“Oh my. Really?”

Johnny added, “It will give you money only if you need it Lily told me, but treat it gently and it will do anything you want it to.”

“Oh, thank you, Lily. This is like a miracle,” her mother added.

“You should have seen Johnny before this machine changed him.”

“Really?”

“Yes, he was an 80-year-old man. He couldn’t walk straight nor remember much.”

“So the machine helped him?”

“Yes, Mom, it brought him back to his 30s.”

“That is some machine. Take care of it, Lily. We may need it again. Then I may just `need a man.”

They all laughed.

Posted Mar 21, 2025
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