My Father Tossed a Blue Savings Passbook into the Mud at Cedar Ridge
He wanted to know if I could spot him two hundred dollars for his overdue car payment.
He also mentioned that Pamela was already boxing up my grandmother’s old clothes to sell at a garage sale.
I locked the screen and shoved the phone back into my pocket without replying.
I had exactly twelve dollars to my name, my own rent was due in three days, and my landlord was already leaving voicemails.
I drove slowly down the long hill toward Grand Avenue.
Morning traffic was light, mostly delivery trucks heading toward the river.
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