Helping Paul
#WritcoStoryPrompt15
The waitress' eyes grew wide at the crumpled paper the woman had handed with the money.
"Help," it read.
When she looked up, the woman was gone...
But Karen couldn't help. She needed that job badly. She looked at Paul. He was obviously trying hard to keep it together.
Damn. She had to do something. Someone had to.
"Hey Paul," she called cheerily. "Why don't we take our fifteen minute break together? I'll treat us to some cherry pie...
The waitress' eyes grew wide at the crumpled paper the woman had handed with the money.
"Help," it read.
When she looked up, the woman was gone...
But Karen couldn't help. She needed that job badly. She looked at Paul. He was obviously trying hard to keep it together.
Damn. She had to do something. Someone had to.
"Hey Paul," she called cheerily. "Why don't we take our fifteen minute break together? I'll treat us to some cherry pie...