snakegotcake

I fell to my knees at the Walmart as my 40-day-old application was denied. My hands slid down from my damp face to my pockets. I felt a strange rectangular object, forgotten as I have been. A Subway gift card. At one time it was worth $15. Now? Who could say... Regardless, I knew I possessed a hunger. I dried my eyes as I approached the Walmart-Subway for a steak and pepperjack sandwich, 6", on Italian herb and cheese bread. The piquant scents assured me that, in time, I could heal.