The Cost of Living

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Please read my short story The Cost of Living.

Submitted: June 02, 2013

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Submitted: June 02, 2013

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The ghost train shuttled away. All the lights made strange colours on the roof of the train. I stared at the colours. I found them beautiful. I made a friend that train trip. He was an old man, with a grey pointy beared. He was skinny. He raised his specticals from his eyes and said, "What about the cost of living these days." I said, "Talk about it. Yesterday I spent five dollars for a water mellon". We went on that way giving examples of products and a lady joined in. She said she had spent twelve dollars on a tray of steaks. "What a world we are living in, when the cost of living is so high," I said. We conversed quite a bit then we decided to get each others phone numbers and start a movement to shame grocers that had absorbitant prices. I got off the train and there was a hobo sitting on the wooden bench. He was grey and reminded me of the man I talked prices with on the train. He lifted a shaking grubby hand that had an old baked beans can in it. I couldn't really afford to give him anything. I arose from the train tunnel and shielded my eyes from the brightness. Lots of people were all walking around. I saw a pretty young blonde walk past and several business types. There were the lost hope single men and there were the old pensioner couples that liked to go out to Mishells Partisery. I got to thinking about all the people trying to make ends meet. How they would go home and on weekends go on their weekly trips to the grocery store. It wasn't fair noone could talk about how every single one of us was struggling. It is funny, to keep dinner on the table is a task, but the only ones who say anything, are the hysterical ones on the buses. It really is hard to get by these days.


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