The Subway
Dec 11th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Standing three feet tall Travis was wearing a Celtics hat, jersey, and green shoes on the subway with his Dad.
“Dad, why is that guy sleeping??”
“Shhh… you don’t want to wake him.”
“I’m awake, don’t mind me none.” Dressed in tattered clothing, he sipped a bottle from a paper bag.
“What are you drinking?” Travis asked.
“That’s not our business, Travis.”
“This is just what you drink when you’re lonely and life isn’t working out.”
“You can hang out with us if you want.”
With watery eyes he stared outside. “If only more people were like you.”
From Guest Contributor Steve Colori
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