A DEBT

by Marc Carver

I walked into the Indian shop for beer.
Grabbed some beer and went up to the counter.
Gave him some change.
He looked at it for a long time
checking all the coins.
Then he stopped and looked at me.
"This is a foreign coin."
"Yea but it is probably worth more." I said.
"I am not wanting it." He said.
I gave him another and he kept the penny change.
I guess he thought I owed him that.