Chapter SixtyTwo: Not Real
A Nunzio Story
"That'll be $5.20." said the cashier.
The male customer, Nunzio dug in his pocket and pulled out brightly-colored Monopoly dollar bills.
"I can't accept that." the cashier declined.
"Why no?" Nunzio asked, slightly irritated.
"Because it's not real money." the younger male chuckled. He didn't know if Nunzio was actually being serious, or if it was all a big joke.
Nunzio pointed at the tray of food. It consisted of a hash brown and an omelette McMuffin. "Well that's not a real breakfast! Real money, real breakfast, pal."