"Hot strawberry rhubarb pie!" thought Trevor. Helping himself greedily to a huge bite... he bit down hard and cracked a tooth.
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Pootie Game Revived #2: The Kid
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Placing the earrings on the counter at Universal Pawn, Trevor paused. He hadn't thought of his Mom in a long long time, but he realized in that moment that today was her birthday, and he wondered if he should keep the earrings instead and try to get them to her as a gift.
"$7.00 sir?" the clerk asked.
"What?" asked Trevor, returning to the matter at hand.
"Would $7.00 be acceptable to you?" the clerk asked.
"Hmmm," Trevor hesitated. "Tell you what," he said. "Maybe I'll be back tomorrow." He snatched the earrings from the counter and walked out the door.
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Reaching the corner, Trevor took a sharp left and entered a secluded doorway. A moment later he emerged as Caitlyn and was wearing the beautiful earrings. He just couldn't take a chance that the pawn shop owner would recognize him. He strutted purposefully toward the nearest UPS office, intent upon getting these gems to his mother for her birthday. He was so proud of this decision to act unselfishly for once.
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"Exactly what did that man take me for, a fool?" Caitlyn asked him/herself. "These are diamond earrings, and all he offered was $7.00? He took them to the back of the store and examined them himself. He had to know what they're worth! Maybe he thought I would believe him if he tried to tell me they were fake. These aren't fake... are they? "
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"You almost had him," Ike Green murmured to himself. "I should have given that train hopping trash my old why all you have here are a couple of fake diamonds, son, routine." Ike, the owner of Universal Pawn gazed out the front window. "Maybe he'll be back. Sure hope he didn't steal them from anybody local though."
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"Halfway down the next block," Zeke continued, "Old Trevor . . . uh, Caitlyn, stopped in his I mean her tracks! Because, Evvie, right up ahead, standing smack in front of the Silverado Savings and Loan, was -- OUCH!" Zeke's hand flew to his face.
"Oops, sorry!" Evvie said. She waited, orange juice and pulp dripping down her arm, as Zeke dabbed his left eye with a handkerchief.
"As I said," he continued. "Right up ahead, right there in front of the bank, crying her poor eyes out, was --"
"Graaaamps," Evvie said slowly, "how many people can have the same birthday?"
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