PSYCHOLOGICAL GAME OF THE DAY. Pulling out of a hotel parking lot in to traffic.

PSYCHOLOGICAL GAME OF THE DAY.

Pulling out of a hotel parking lot in to traffic.

Waiting.

Blonde boy, thin hair, black cap with skateboard asks “please. Please. Give me your car. Please?”

Mind races through multitude of life lessons i might deliver at this moment.

I choose one.

“What will you trade me for it?”

Shock. Open mouth. Silence. Fantasies fill his mind.

Before he can gater his wits “I want your soul.”

Incomprehension. Twinge of fear.

“I am the devil. I want your soul.”. I smile. “For the car.”

Half smile mixed with confusion. “yes!?”

“I thought so. I have it already.”

Smile. Notice a few horrified adult onlookers. Pull into traffic.

Never going to forget that moment. I’m sure.