Monday, May 02, 2005

THE VALUE OF A NICKEL

"I buried a nickel under the
porch when I was 8, she said,
but one day my grandma died
& they sold the house; I
never got to go back for it.

A nickel used to mean
something, I said.

She nodded. It still does, she said & she started to cry."

From: MOSTLY TRUE - Collected Stories and Drawings by Brian Andreas

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