Tuesday, November 22, 2005

#48 Treasure

My eyeballs nearly exploded from their sockets. I wanted to laugh and yell in my excitement but I knew that I had to conserve my air supply. I was ecstatic. My scuba diving lessons had paid for themselves on this, my very first , dive. I grabbed a fistful of the shiny coins and shoved them into one of my mesh bags. I could hear them clinking against each other as they settled. I worked feverishly shoveling handful after handful.

I had filled two bags when I noticed the voices. They were faintly audible over the sound of my bubbles. I turned and looked towards the surface. I was shocked to find a multitude of faces staring down at me. I couldn’t hear what they were saying but one fellow, in particular , seemed especially boisterous. I left my treasure, inflated my B.C., and floated to the surface. Damn! It was mall security. I could tell by their scowls that they were not going to go easy on me. One of the guards stepped forward. "Sir, step out of the fountain."

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