Suzanne LaFetra

Silent Night

DING ding DING ding DING ding. The Salvation Army bell ringer swings his brass bell.
Angela darts past, weaving through the shoppers toward her Chevy Malibu in the parking lot.
Flash of badge.
“You’ll have to show me the receipt for that, ma’am.”
Shit. DING ding DING ding.
Angela crinkles something the pocket of her down jacket. DING ding DING ding. She balls up the Christmas list. http://www.mungbeing.com/issue_5.html?page=12#385