Story #62

She walked out the door carrying a cardboard box in her arms. She stopped at the curbside. The Junkie Van barreled around the corner and skidded to a stop right outside her house. A pale faced wonder rolled his window down and nodded to her. She smiled and tossed the box in the back of the van. He handed her a needle and baggie of small white powder. She frowned. "I thought one full box of empty promises was worth two baggies." He shook his head. "They aren't worth as much these days." He put the van in gear. "Welcome to the club."