028. Wal-Mart
POV: Adrian
Word count: 121
When I was younger, and I really needed a cigarette or a little bit of alcohol, but I couldn't get it any other way – let's say from classmates or paid down housemaids -, I used to sneak out to the nearest Wal-Mart. Of course, it caused another problem. I wasn't twenty-one yet – so couldn't buy this stuff legally.
But what was the source of my problem – the spirit and my need for numbness caused by it – offered the solution for the problem as well. Compulsion.
Just for you to know: the Wal-Mart staff is so easy to use compulsion on that they would think that you are way past twenty-one, that it always felt like stealing. I never even broke sweat.
