100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week #159 …but you need cash…
“Jesus Becca, you gonna stare at that or drink it? You’re making me dizzy drawing circles. You think a genie is gonna pop out and grant you three wishes?”
Becca cast a sideways glance at her friend, Sam. “I’m thinking.”
“Thinking my ass, you’re sulking.”
Becca shrugged, “I don’t need them or the job.”
“But, you need cash to pay rent and put food on the table; you know, minor inconveniences.”
Becca slid three hundred dollars and a card across the table. New Age Escorts.
“The genie likes the way I draw circles,” she said, smiling.