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Spit

T.G. Schoenberg

    Jake pulled the ski mask down outside the parking lot. He checked his watch: 11:30 – right on schedule. Taking a deep breath, he jogged towards the front door. He pushed the door. The bell rang, but no one noticed. Jake ran directly in front of the counter and raised his gun.

“OPEN THE FUCKING REGISTER! NOW!! LET’S GO!!!”


    The clerk that night was a girl about eighteen years old. Her fiery orange hair infuriated Jake, though he didn’t know why. She trembled violently and started crying almost immediately. She tried to stammer something, but all she produced was a whimper and some spit that drooled down her chin before plummeting to the counter in a disgusting, pearl-colored pool.
    Everything was going perfect. He knew this pathetic girl would be working; he was watching the store for weeks, so he knew the shift schedule. He knew that the cameras could not see him if he ran into the store, rather than creeping in. He knew he would not be caught because his plan was perfect.
    Jake reached across the counter, dragging his arm through the spit. Enraged, he wiped it off on his jeans. Looking down, he saw a dried ketchup stain on his pant leg. Sarah. He had forgotten about Sarah. Thinking of his baby sister, Jake dropped the gun and sprinted out of the store.



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