About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the H-E-B Pharmacy closed its doors, an odd occurrence began to happen. A soft voice would come over the intercom, urging customers to ‘Please take two steps to your left before exiting.’ No one knew who it was or why they were doing it. One day, a delivery driver heard the voice and decided to follow it. To his surprise, he found himself standing in front of a small sign that read: ‘Exit Here for Fresh Baked Goods!’ Turns out, the voice belonged to Mrs. Jenkins, the friendly baker next door, who wanted everyone to discover her delicious treats.
2. At midnight, when the H-E-B Pharmacy seemed empty and quiet, a strange phenomenon started happening. A regular customer noticed that every Thursday night, the shelves in the children's section mysteriously rearranged themselves into alphabetical order. One Thursday evening, a delivery driver passing by heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw an old neighbor helping little kids pick out toys while whispering, ‘Now, don’t tell anyone, but I help them organize everything on Thursdays.’ The story became legendary—some said it was magic, others claimed it was just good ol’ fashioned neighborly kindness.
3. In the early morning hours, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the H-E-B Pharmacy’s loading dock—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper with no return address. Curious, he opened it and found inside only a note that read: ‘Please keep this secret. It’s for a good cause.’ The next day, everyone in town received a free bottle of their favorite medicine from H-E-B Pharmacy—all thanks to an anonymous act of kindness.
4. At dawn, while most people were still sleeping, a delivery driver approached the H-E-B Pharmacy and noticed a faint humming sound coming from inside. It wasn’t the usual machinery noise—he’d heard it many times before—but this tone was different, almost like a low-pitched melody. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old cash register softly glowing, playing some strange tune. Turns out, a regular had left his lucky quarter in the machine overnight, and now it was serenading everyone within earshot. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and quietly took the quarter—after all, it seemed someone up there wanted him to have it.