The prompt: There was nothing left of the
money except
Brad shoved his clothes
into the dryer—jeans, shirts, socks, and underwear. Even his college
sweatshirt, the one he’d bought when he arrived on campus a week ago. His
mother had told him to separate whites and darks but who has time? Brad slipped
four quarters in the slot and ran off to class. Mid-Chemistry, he remembered
the money. Brad’s stomach tightened. As soon as class ended he hurried back to
the laundromat. His clothes lay piled up in a cart. He fingered the pockets of
his jeans. There was nothing left of the money except a shiny, clean quarter.
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Ha! Lesson learned I'm sure. Poor kid. And very believable.
ReplyDeleteI like how you used the prompt at the end instead of the beginning! Fun story!
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