Familiarity

“Yup,” Thomas says aloud to no one, “It’s all the same. Nothing ever changes in this boring old town.”

Thomas walks down the main thoroughfare of the small town in Kansas he has resided in since his youth. He passes by the family grocery store that never has the products you want. He passes by the barber shop where old men congregate to complain about local politics.

“I wish there was something better. I would give anything for a little excitement,” Thomas mutters to himself.

He passes by the doughnut shop that is an undercover front for a secret federal government agency that kidnaps children off the streets. “Frank” is standing outside with an extremely noticeable ear piece and dark sun glasses.

“Hey, ‘Frank,’” Thomas says.

“Frank” nods but says nothing.

“What a boring town,” Thomas says as he passes by the mom-and-pop store that brings your wildest dreams true for a moderate fee.