Steamers and kelp (pt. 3)

The proprietor of the corner store was from India and he had a beautiful young wife who worked with him sometimes during his 17-18 hour shifts. Pete liked the man and they would always talk in very low, serious tones about politics and the economy. This day, the owner had a line at the counter so Pete nodded as he walked to the back of the store and looked through the glass doors that displayed the beverage selection. He opened one of the doors, feeling the vacuum of the refrigerator and grabbed a ginger ale. by the time he reached the front counter, most of the customers had filed out, leaving only Bill and him. Bill was a dollar short on the cigarettes so Pete paid for everything and took the money Bill had.