The Big Win by Raymond Alexander Kukkee
The tiny bits of paper floated on the wind and I watched as they drifted away and fluttered downwards one by one, finally settling on the water below. The current carried them downstream and out of sight.
"Out of sight, out of mind" I thought to myself, smiling inwardly. It was time to go back home and mow the grass, and I know that if I hurry, I can finish just in time to go to work. It's 6:00 am and I'm an early bird, I always have been. I took a last look at the river, kicked the front tire again just to be sure, and climbed into the old half-ton.
The truck started, that was a surprise, the battery is getting a little weak. No wonder, I was sitting on the bridge, listening to the radio, and after all, I can't blame the battery, it's eight years old. Time to buy a new one. A new battery, I mean. The truck sputtered and started.