Nina Antonio

Little Black Book

I was awakened suddenly by the piercing cold in my home. I sat up in bed and looked around, there was total darkness except for the light peering through my window from the neighbor’s back porch. As I let out a sigh, I saw the cold cloud of condensation right in front of my lips. It happened again I thought, they turned off the electricity. I was positive I would make it to the next payday. Yet here I am in this icebox house because I NEEDED to buy that dress, and that purse and those shoes too. Eight more days until I get paid and freezing temperatures on the horizon. I have no idea what I’m going to do. Last time I tried returning the items I bought I was so enamored by the beauty in the windows I walked out with more things! There is just something about those snow globe like windows that makes me want to swipe my credit card! “I’ll take one of those, that one too, and ohhhh that one in pink” I said to the saleswoman. She must have thought I was one of those fancy foreigners that comes to shop without looking at price tags.