lucky
This morning Steve and I went on our usual walk downtown for a cup of coffee. We went to the co-op and I ordered my treat drink, a spicy mocha. But they didn’t have whipped cream! Undaunted, Steve and I walked to the gas station to look for a can of redi-whip. Yes! For the price of another coffee, we got a can of non-organic whipped cream. We set up shop outside the gas station on a brick ledge overlooking the sidewalk, opened up our coffee lids and sprayed in the whipped cream. Then I looked down, and there was a penny! And another lucky penny, and then another one! We found eight lucky pennies and one lucky dime. I put them in my shoe, as I always do so that I don’t mix my lucky change with the regular kind, and we walked home with my left foot noticably heavier and more arched than my right, a spray can of whipped cream sticking out of my right coat pocket.
