Dear Homeless Guy: I Don’t Care If You Buy Crack With The Dollar I Gave You

I forget the particulars of his pitch and the ways in which he managed to sweet talk me, but before I even knew what was happening, I was reaching into the pocket of my suede fringe vest and handing him the ten dollar bill through the open passenger side window. I didn’t need to look over and see the murderous look on my friend’s face to appreciate the gravity of what I’d just done.

https://medium.com/@linnyinlala/dear-homeless-guy-i-dont-care-if-you-buy-crack-with-the-dollar-i-gave-you-a370006be09f

Author: Bill

Stumbling down the Middle Path, one day at a time.

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