Wednesday, November 28, 2007


A. By accident the butcher met the cabbages, two heads on the pale linoleum floor.

B. The checker stopped her tired hand, straightened shoulders, smiled to the girl and her approaching milk.

A mouse! said a boy. They watched as it pitched toward the broken coffee.

D. Though nearly 60, the man weighed the soup like a very good stone.

1 comment:

Laura said...

The slow checker, in his stained green apron, scanned her yogurt and sang her a Christmas carol. Like always, she didn't know what to say, so she just stood there, half-extending her bonus card. The bagboy, grinning and bagging her yogurt, said, "Hey, Kevin, don't quit your day job." Of course. She knew that SHE'd said the wrong thing when the slow checker came in to hug her. The bag boy, he nearly shit himself. She hated herself for enjoying this.