Anjola Ogunmade

The One Rule Game

Sam swore loudly at no one in particular as he stood at the bus stop watching his bus drive off. The money he had on him would definitely not be enough to cover a trip to work and get him lunch later. He thought about what other choices he had and decided that missing a meal was a much better option than having his manager be on his neck so early in the morning. He swore again, if only he hadn’t taken his time to make himself a whole meal. But that was in the past now, what mattered was getting to work as soon as possible.