End World
an excerpt

An argument broke out between the two. Officer Spoil claiming the rich maybe not as right as they ought to be. Officer Stone claiming the rich folks were right that is why they are rich. Christian just sat back putting his head back staring off to the ceiling. He closed his eyes just for a moment. For just that moment, the argument went away the police office went away and the day went away. For I that moment he could smell Vera’s cooking. He could smell morning in which he awoke from his bed with a smile. He saw his son eating and reading at the table…
“We will just bring him in and throw this guy into jail!” Officer Stone yelled.
Christian shook his head snapping right back into the police office.
“Wait what?” Christian said.
“Yes that is what we will do bring him in!” Officer Spoil said ignoring him. “You will see how crazy he is.”
“And once you realize that this model employee is horrible then you will be eating those words.” Officer Stone said angrily.
Officer Stone pushed himself from the table and grabbed Christian by the collar dragging him to the jail cell and threw him in. Officer Spoil was out of the door on his way to get Cyrus. Christian sat for a second trying to collect himself and register what was going on. Officer Stone was starting to run after Officer Spoil.
“Officer Stone, can I see my wife or something!” Christian yelled.
Officer Stone ignored him.
“You are not going anywhere without me Spoil!” Officer Stone said running out.
Christian sat looking at the bars. The cell was just two beds attached to the wall, a small toilet and a window. The floor was wood. What was funny about the whole thing, the door to the cell was still open. If Christian was not such a good man he would have leave the cell. If Christian was not such a good man he wouldn’t be in the police station in the first place. If Christian was not such a good man, he would be a teacher now instead of a miserably good man. Christian walked over, closed the cell door and sat down to weep.