Pepsi or Sprite?
Maria walked into the store. Pepsi or Sprite? Did she need caffeine? During the night working at the nursing home the only patient who hadn’t slept was grumpy Mr. Franklin.
“Where’s my extra blanket?” he had roared. Maria was used to his demands. He reminded her of grandma who lived with her until death finally brought relief to both their suffering.
No caffeine. She wanted to be able to sleep. She paid for the Sprite and drove home. Her husband was on his way out the door as she climbed into bed.
“Where’s my extra blanket?” she yelled after him.