a short story
by Paul D. Dail
Copyright 2011- De los Diablos Books, inc.
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Jay Kipp pulled his Volkswagon Jetta up to the curb next to the parking garage. The new car was a marked improvement on the old beetle he had driven through most of college, which probably would’ve run right up on the curb instead of sliding up smooth. Jay had loved the old beetle, but with the new promotion, he knew that it was time to put away childish things.
Looking out from the comfort of the car, Jay studied a transient man sitting on the ground, propped against one of the pillars of the parking garage, a man who would hopefully be his last interview. He had just left Senator Germann’s office after a heated debate over new legislation concerning the disturbing rise in homelessness. And now Jay Kipp was looking at the final segment of his article.