‘That could be me,’ Billy said, staring at revelers outside a bar.
‘We can get drunk later.’
‘No, I mean, I could’ve gone to college. Made something of my life.’
‘You’ve made something. You’re working for me, aren’t you?’
‘Yeah, but ...’
‘No buts. We make a good living.’
‘Putting up plasterboard and doing nixers.’
‘It’s a trade and it’s steady work.’
‘I had the grades; was going to study law.’
‘But you didn’t have the fees and those lawyers are all cocksuckers.’
‘I could have got a scholarship.’
‘You’d have just become a bigger dick than you already are.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
What an interesting debate about the value of education and of money, Rob. I like the characters, too.
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