Tuesday, November 8, 2016

#3 Thirst

Howard was trudging down Simone Boulevard after another long, tedious, and truly pointless day at work when he saw an odd sight.

A young girl was struggling to carry four gallon jugs of water, two in each hand, and appeared to be heading for the entrance to The Victorian. As he watched a jug slipped out of her hand and fell on the ground, almost breaking open.

Howard quickly strode over and picked it up.

"Hey, can I help you?" he said.

"No I'm fine," she replied hastily, gesturing for him to hand her the jug.

"No really. What apartment do you live in? I can help you get these there."

The girl started to protest but then looked at the heavy jugs again and seemed to change her mind.

"Fine. I'm in 76" she grudgingly answered and handed him another jug.

Together they entered The Victorian and walked over to the apartment. The girl opened the door and looked at Howard expectantly, clearly wanting him to give her the water.

Howard had hoped to meet an adult. He wanted to know what kind of parent would send their young child out to get water by herself. Reluctantly, he handed her the water and simply asked, "Are your parents home?"

"I don't have parents," she said and slammed the door, leaving Howard standing outside wondering what had just happened.

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