Thorntons

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Thornton's gas station, a delivery driver always stopped for coffee before heading out on his route. One morning, he noticed something strange—his reflection in the shop's old mirror seemed to change every time he looked away. Curious, he asked an old neighbor who often popped in for a chat. Turned out the mirror was just warped from years of dust and steam. The driver laughed it off, realizing that sometimes life’s reflections can be deceiving—and so can old mirrors. Back to work with a smile, he never forgot to grab his usual cup of joe.

2. At Thornton’s gas station, every morning around sunrise, an old dog would appear from nowhere and sit patiently near the door. No one knew where it came from or why it never entered the store—just that it always waited until the clerk unlocked the doors. One day, a delivery driver asked the old dog if he wanted some donuts, but the canine just wagged his tail and looked longingly at the glass case. Finally, the owner decided to give him a treat—a stale bagel no one liked anyway. The dog took it gratefully, gave a final wave with his paw, and disappeared as mysteriously as he’d arrived. Since then, everyone calls him ‘Bagel Boy.’

3. At Thornton's gas station, every night at precisely midnight, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from inside the empty building. No one knew its origin or purpose, but it never failed to attract curious locals. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up and asked an old neighbor, ‘What’s that strange noise?’ The neighbor shrugged, ‘No idea, but don’t worry—it’s just Thornton’s ghost truck making sure everything is safe.’ As they both looked around, the humming stopped abruptly, leaving only the quiet hum of crickets outside.

4. At Thornton's gas station, on foggy mornings, a voice crackled over the intercom: 'If you see a unicorn grazing by the pumps, it's just our special early-bird customer.' One day, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Is that really a unicorn?’ The attendant grinned, ‘Only if you believe.’ A few minutes later, a neighbor walked in, shaking his head: ‘I saw it too—must be Thornton’s way of saying “good morning”!’