Friday, October 15, 2010

Bedtime Stories for the ADD: Criminals

“Let’s do this forever,” Jane said. She tore bits of stale bread into the manicured grass.

“What? Feed birds on fancy lawns?” I laughed.

“You know what I mean, Hannah.”

I turned the stereo up. The decibel meter read way above county ordinance.

An old man in a robe opened his door. He screamed to his cell about the noise.

“Whoops. Spotted. Time to jam,” I said.

She drove. Squealed tires, drove exactly 8 mph above the limit. Our lives had changed so much since we read the book.

Have You Considered a Life of Petty Crime?

Well, have you?


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