Fiction

[cymrullewes]

I looked out at the sudden snowstorm. It hadn't snowed in weeks so the ground had been mushy and brown. Now it couldn't be seen from the snow flying. There was a wail of a siren and suddenly there was a Town pickup truck in my screened porch and what looked like a run-away semi track in my yard.

The Townie got out of the cab and stepped up in to my kitchen and placed a sheaf of papers on the bar and demanded to know if I knew where my daughters were.

"The smallest two are in the playroom and the eldest is in the bathroom." Just then the bathroom door open and Eldest looked over then scurried for her room.

"It is good that you know where your children are at." the Townie said grudgingly.

I shrugged. "And your visit?"

"I'm here to go over this month's purchases with you." Townie said.

I looked down at those papers and saw they were my credit card statements.

"Some of these purchases are not from Town businesses."

"They weren't available at Town stores when I needed them." I replied.

"Some of these are prohibited by the Town." Townie said.

"But there are no illegal purchases as the Town I bought them in made them available for sale." I returned.

"It does not matter. Town demands you give up your purchases with no refund."

"I can't. I already used those purchases. They were last night's supper."

(That's all I've got right now. Might be more later but for now, this is it."