A Short Story Collection #Wattys2018

Supermarket Payphone

What we had to include in this scenario was. . .

1.) 3 women

2.) a baby stroller

3.) supermarket and payphone

4.) late at night

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It was a late Friday night in the middle of party central. Cars were lined up and down the streets with all the parking lots of the hottest night clubs flooded with vehicles. People were celebrating and people were drowning their sorrows in alcohol and sweaty bodies. There were some cars with steamy windows as people inside were getting it on so to speak.

Besides these activities, there was nothing else.

The streets were barren. No cars, no people. The street lights went through their cycles even though there was nobody there to go through with them. Plastic bags from the local supermarket flew across the street like tumbleweeds in the desert.

Standing in front of the supermarket were three women in party attire. They were trying to figure out how to operate the payphone in their drunken state. One of the women was holding the handles of a baby stroller placed in front of her. The trio were arguing over who to call to come get them.

A lone bus on the road pulled to a stop, and a young man stepped out dressed himself also ready to party. He starts walking down the street but stops when he spots the three women. Upon seeing them arguing and using their hands as they spoke, he decides to go over and help them before beginning his night.

As he approaches the group, he hears what sounds like a man's voice. He slows to a stop confused as to why he heard that. Thinking it over, he continues on paying no mind and believes it is the person on the other end of the payphone.

When he reaches the group, he taps a woman on the shoulder and says, "Excuse me ladies, need any help?"

They all turn around, one holding the phone in hand, and the man jumps back startled by what he sees. The three women were actually men dressed like women, and there was a midget in the stroller holding a duffle bag full of money.

The women holding the baby stroller said to him, "No sorry, but you're not our type babe." They walked away around the corner and entered a FBI vehicle.

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Author's Note: Yeah! It's the first short story in the collection! This story was the first I had done in my first writing class. Like I mentioned before, I've re-written it, but I really hope you all like it! See you next week for this one but Sunday for It Started As a Deal! Love you all!

~jnicoleb1234 out!