
My best friend Rachel works nights at a drive through coffee hut and a guy drove up and pulled a gun on her, but the really sick thing is that shes pregnant.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 96 - Reviews: 41 - Favs: 5 - Published: 02-21-06 - id: 2117757
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Robbery
He said: Shut the fuck up and give me all your money!
bingeing on bullets
pistol
(cock the gun
son)
just like someone taught you long before this.
And she
twenty three
saw her life flash before her eyes.
She had green bills
frozen from the night air in her hand -
old bills
(ones
fives
and
tens)
the kind so thin and aged you forget that your holding them.
Brown bag them
curl the folds in tight
to keep them save.
She asked (shaking voice): Do you want my tips?
No sweetheart
you keep um.
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