Money Can Buy Me Happiness!

Stepping off the Greyhound from Hermann ono the parking lot of the Beverley Hills Shopping Centre in St.Louis, a candy apple red Alfa Romeo drives by, parking in front of the mall’s main entrance. As the door opens i get my first glimpse of the driver, as he steps out in a three piece Italian cut suit, designer Ray bans covers his eyes. Oh man here my way to stay in the big city and live the lifestyle I was born to live!

Going into the same store I grab a few items and make or the only cash desk working. Waiting for my target to come, Letting others go before me before i see him coming towards the cash. Getting in front, i go into my act as he places his items in the belt behind me.

The cashier was getting frustrated with the young lady in from of me “I know it’s in here somewhere!” Rummaging through one of those oversize shoulder purses that became all the fashion rage. The more she moved things the more fell out onto the floor.

“Look miss!, your holding up my line. So either pay up or leave!” thinking what a snotty attitude to have. Looking at the young girl in front of me, long raven black hair falling out from under a pink ball cap with the words Hermann Tigers screen printed on it. Great probably her first time here in St. Louis

“Plese just another minute, I had it on the bus before I got here!” She’s almost in tears as she looks up to me. Watery Blue eyes greet mine and my insides turn to liquid. My god she couldn’t be more than 19 at the most. I knew that I should have looked the other way but instead I reached into my jacket pocket and took out my wallet

Taking out a diamond platinum Visa card and passing them over to Miss Snotty “Here, charge her purchase to this! Her stuff been paid for, now cut her a break!” The cashier is stunned into silence, as she rings in the payment and passing the receipt over to the girl. The girl looks back to me mouthing ‘thank you!’ as she collects the two bags of stuff I’ve just paid for and makes for the exit!. Apparently hiding a smirk as she leaves!

Sarcastically “You know you’ll never get that money again mister?” Wow wonder why she cares. As she rings in my few items I put on the conveyor belt. Paying and collecting my bags, thinking ‘maybe she not getting enough at home!’ as I make my way out to the parking lot. As I come out there’s Miss Hermann Tiger, as if she was waiting to get me alone outside.

“Hey mister I want to properly thank you for what you did back in there for me!” Flashing her blue eyes at me. “I found my wallet finally but I’ve been robbed of my money!” Holding her wallet up and out showing me it’s empty, except for a student id card from Hermann High School. Trust me the black and white photo on the card didn’t do her justice at all! “So if i can get you name and address, I’ll send you the money when i get it!”

“So this your first time here in St Louis?”

“Yes Sir! I got here an hour ago from Hermann!” Then she amped her act up a notch “Don’t suppose you know where the local youth hostel do you sir?”

“Youth hostel? Why?”

"They let people stay there next to free!” picking up her bags “It’s either there or a homeless shelter if I can find one!”

That when she knew she had me hook line and sinker. And hopefully after getting a real good look at her up close, loving what I see, she would accept what I’m about to say. “Look Miss I got a spare guest room that you can use until you get back on solid ground!”

“Really! That’s so nice of you!” Making sure the hook was fully sat in pace “But I Don’t want to intrude on your kindness, you’ve already done so much for me and I don’t even know your name?”

“Ray!, actually Raymond Fox!” Holding out my hand to her! “And forget it ever hear of Instachat?”

*Who hasn’t it what took over from Facebook* Oh my god he’s the right colour I’m looking for in a man-green from money!

“Well! Raymond Fox, I’m Kimberly Harper. "