Seconds, Please

Big Selection. All-You-Can-Eat Buffet. Already I taste baked goodness, the crumbly bumble of bumbleberry pie.

The bear in my stomach takes a swipe at my gut. Hunger. Always a pleasure.

Pile my plate, barely pause to breathe. Eat. Repeat.

Lucy, her push-up bra on overdrive, handles the register. She sneers. “Janelle. You know the drill. $7.99.”

My fingers poke a hairy thigh. My bills are gone, and I haven’t shaved in weeks. Perfect. “I only have a toonie.”

“Eight dollars. Not two.”

“Next week?”


“Please! I lost my money.”

Lucy raises her eyebrow. Adjusts her top. “Fine. Get me a date with your brother.”


Copyright © 2015 by Emily Clayton
Originally appeared on Micro Bookends:
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