Mistaken Windfall
I was jolted awake by the incessant banging on my door. I could hear the deep demanding voice on the other side calling me by name. What day is it? Crap. Friday, March 12th was what my phone displayed. I rubbed the sleep from eyes and threw on my not so plush robe to answer the door. Mr. Parker! I managed a fake smile. " Your rent was due 11 days ago!" Well, good morning to you too! "It's hardly morning Miss Morgan, its almost noon." What! Oh Mr. Parker I have to run. I'm very late for an important meeting! Can't pay the rent without it! I'll get it to you by tomorrow! And with that I slammed the door in his scruffy chubby face and dashed to get my self together.