No Plan

The pen wasn’t worth stealing. The can of black beans and steak seasoning weren’t either.  He shoulda got a can opener. Then he could eat seasoned beans. Nick asked himself, “Why the pen?”  But Nick never had a plan. Not when shoplifting and not in the rest of his life. © 2020 by Jim Latham… Continue reading No Plan

Birthday Boy

Twenty bucks is all Katie’s got that’s not going to rent, gas, and electricity.  The register flashes $23.19. Katie surveys cake mix, frosting, candles, eggs, ice cream, and balloons, weighing cost against Kody’s smiles.  “Take the ice cream off, please?” Austin presses a button.  $19.70. Katie hands him crumpled bills and scrounged coins. Austin sorts… Continue reading Birthday Boy