When my card is refused for a third time I tell the cashier I’ve left my other card at home, though her bored eyes betray the certainty that she has heard all this before.
I take Clara’s hand and leave the shop just knowing that everyone is eyeing us.
We walk home empty handed. “It’s not far!” I tell my daughter, I’m sure she’s not convinced.
Pacing out our steps, we pass the gaudy shopfronts of the Cash Exchange stores in the High Street. I’ll go in tomorrow with my grandfather’s medals.
They might get us to the weekend.
I take Clara’s hand and leave the shop just knowing that everyone is eyeing us.
We walk home empty handed. “It’s not far!” I tell my daughter, I’m sure she’s not convinced.
Pacing out our steps, we pass the gaudy shopfronts of the Cash Exchange stores in the High Street. I’ll go in tomorrow with my grandfather’s medals.
They might get us to the weekend.
