Borrower, Lender – Version #Two
by Sparks In Shadow
I’ve found that when a story is true, it’s sometimes trickier to get the feel right when I condense it down to one hundred words. I’m curious to know if this one feels like the exact same story as Version #One, or if it seems a little different to you. However you see it, thanks for reading.
Three weeks after being hired at the deli, I asked coworkers to loan me a few dollars for groceries. My paycheck hadn’t come again.
Once it did, Sheila was strange when I returned her money. Gene and Randy seemed dumbfounded when I repaid them.
In the breakroom, Paul expressed shock.
“I don’t understand,” I said.
“We weren’t sure you’d pay us back.” He studied the money in my hand with a surprised smile.
“I wouldn’t …”
“We didn’t know.” He shrugged. “I thought it was gone, so you keep it. Or pass it on.”
I felt good, yet embarrassed, somehow together.