Apr
5
Guy has a beaten up face
A cut above his eye.
Smells of cigarettes.
Has made his way down to the back of the shop and is standing in front of the Biography section.
All right mate? I ask him.
Yes thanks, he says.
Need any help? I ask him.
No thanks.
Only the last few times you’ve been in here you’ve either nicked things or you’ve tried to, so can you just get out now. Please? I say, expecting a protest.
Oh, that was ages ago, he says. I don’t do that anymore. I’ve got a job and everything.
