The Green Pen by Kajakat "Oh no, I'm in trouble." "Whaddya mean? What's wrong?" The more mature man asked. "It's my pen, it's outta ink," he said dejectedly while shaking his pen. "So, use another pen," the more sensible man said while looking at his partner. He reached into his breast pocket and offered one of his pens to his friend. "I can't use another pen," the younger man said through clenched teeth, batting the pen away. "Why not?" "Cause this pen has been with me from the beginning. It's kinda like Smokey - it's a good luck charm." "Well pens don't last forever." He looked at his partner and saw him moping. After some thought he said, "okay, let's go to the five and dime and look for refills." "You mean it???!!! That's a great idea. I'll get a coupla refills so I won't have to go through this again." The excited man said. "Of course I mean it!" They drove toward the store. One man thinking about not breaking a habit and the other thinking about not messing with someone else's fortune. |