Morgan Stubbs

What is Brandon Doing?

After sitting for a while in that folding chair of his, Brandon got up, adjusted his shirt and left. Minutes later he came back in with his back pack and yo-yoed a yo-yo and then dropped it on the floor. He sat down, picked up his back pack, unzipped the zipper and took out a red and white floppy disk and some black wire-rimmed glasses. He took out his phone and without dialing the number, he said "Hi Mom, it's your son. I'm in jail. Um, yeah, it's OK. 200 dollars. Okay then, I'll stay here," and put it away. He took a wallet out of his pocket, got a credit card and handed it to Valley who said, "thank you." Then he poured himself a cup of water, looked out the window, took the box of pens, turned the lights off and left.