The Almost Truth
You know it isn’t going to be a good day when you have to choose between food and proper hygiene.
“Can you take the milk off the bill?” I asked the cashier. My cell phone began to ring. I dug around in my bag for it.
“You don’t want it anymore?” The cashier tapped her impossibly long fingernails on the register with one eyebrow raised.
“That’s right. I don’t want the milk,” I repeated. This wasn’t true. I wanted...