Goodbye Trans Am: A Short Story

And, just like that, what had happened to my Step Daddy Cade’s job down at Carson & Company had happened to my mama’s job at the sweet tooth. Business slowed, then crawled, and eventually died a few weeks later. So, where did that leave us at now? I guess with me being the only one still with a job left. I had officially become the de facto bread-winner for the family. Goodbye Trans AM. The very next day after having found out about my mama possibly being out of a job soon too, I had gone into work where I’d asked my boss, Ray Boone (Who was also the owner of the Boonies pizza and subs.) if he had any extra shifts he could give me. He had listened to me as I explained to him how my step daddy had just lost his job due to the mess in the Gulf, and how the relief money supposedly coming from BP to all the people affected by the spill was taking its sweet-ass time getting to us. I also told …show more content…
“You know I thought I overheard Mary Beth sayin’ somethin’ about wantin’ this weekend off so she could go to a concert or somethin’. Whatdayasay I have a talk with her and maybe you can pick up her evening shifts and pull a couple of doubles this weekend? Should be pretty good money.” “Yeah, I guess so.” I said, not happy at all over the thought of working doubles through the weekend, but what choice did I have? I needed the money—my parents needed the money. “All right, I’ll talk to Mary Beth when she comes in.” Mr. Boone then said as he tossed the work schedules back atop his desk. I then thanked him before turning around to head out of his office. “Oh, and Cera, aren’t you forgettin’ something?” he then said calling me back into his office. I couldn’t for the life of me think of what it was that I might have forgotten. I knew that I had just thanked him after he’d given me the extra shifts. So, dumbfounded, I turned back around and warily walked back up to the side of his desk and asked, “W-What’s that,