100-Word Fiction: ‘There’s No Such Thing’

He was due more money – there were things he needed and without money then nothing would happen. People worked hard. It wasn’t their fault the world wasn’t perfect. You couldn’t expect people to live on so little – it was the modern world after all. These days there were expectations. People travelled the world and needed to eat out. It was what they were due.

He looked down at his feet. There was a grey fifty pence coin on the pavement at the foot of a lamp post. He picked it up and put it in his pocket. That was lunch.

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Author: mwbewick

MW Bewick is a writer, journalist and musician, based in Wivenhoe and sometimes London. He is one half of Dunlin Press.

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