Gas Money

It was only a dollar, and who knows if it was really going to buy gas. But the woman outside the post office was sitting and reading, keeping to herself. She seemed to be around my age. Maybe she had a home, maybe she didn’t. But her sign said she needed gas money because┬áher car […]

Tucker’s Angel

When I walk into my office each morning, my lights automatically come on. This morning, I noticed they were already illuminated. Someone had been in there. I scanned my desk to see if someone had dropped off a printout, an expense check or some sort of document, but I didn’t notice anything. Once I set […]