#38 : Ramario -NUTZ

That had been this morning. He’d replicated a boatload of magic wands once he got to the store. He’d given one to each of his employees and explained the function to them. They no longer had to work to live. They could do anything they wanted to from that point on.

Perhaps, no probably, they’d be evicted from their houses one year if they didn’t find a way to make enough money to pay taxes but they no longer needed money to live. They could go nomad when that happened. Build something that moved.

His employee’s thought he was nutz. That was odd because he was the only one among them who was not. They all had their little behavioral sinks that they’d been dealing with since birth.

His were gone.

The remainder of the day he manned the register himself. One or two of his long time employees stayed to help. They passed out Magic Wands like candy.

When the day was done he closed the store.

ForEver.

He’d heard that St. Thomas was nice this time of year.