a man

a man came to our door and asked if we wanted a dog for fifteen hundred dollars.

we said that seemed unreasonable.

he mumbled a lot then said, okay, seven hundred.

emily said she didn't even pay seven hundred for our dog. she said she paid like fifty at the shelter.

i knew this was a lie because someone gave us our dog. i stood there grinning.

fine fine fine, the man said. he said this in a rushed and high pitched voice. he said, what i am supposed to do with this dog this dog just out in the backyard and i can't feed it and i got this woman trying to get me to get rid of this dog and nobody helping me how about fifty dollars.

i said he dropped his price a lot.

this is a good dog, the man said.

well, we don't have the money, i said. and we don't want another dog.

why you stringing me along? the man said. he mumbled some more, stamped his foot, then walked off our porch. they don't fucking want it, he yelled up the street.