Short Story: V is for Value

“Coconut shell burn hot, hot,” enthused the taxi driver. “An’ it don’ lef no black mark pon de pan.” The marketing representative temporarily forgot the hot leather of the back seat. “No black marks?” she asked, leaning forward. “No, miss,” said the driver. “It burn wid a blue flame.” The rep took out her tablet … Continue reading Short Story: V is for Value