Tag: Theft

Flashback

I fretted that day because I knew it would be my last. I worked at People’s Bank as a teller. I enjoyed my job. I enjoyed cross selling bank products, the vault area, counting money, the signage of my signature and importance of it… Continue Reading “Flashback”

Who sends these people?

The army? Satan? Demons? I am sitting at a pizza restaurant. I just ate a tuna sandwich with french fries. Across from me sits two young women. One of them joked that she had to wash her hair in the bathroom, I didn’t catch… Continue Reading “Who sends these people?”

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