My One Hundred Million Dollar Breakfast

Cassie's Coffee Shop was a frequent stop for me for a number of years. I would stop by for a donut and coffee in the morning, sometimes for a piece of Cassie's apple pie. One morning, before my daily commute, I found myself inside Cassie's for my coffee and cruller. Then I found myself without my wallet. As a regular customer, they said I could pay them later, but I didn't like leaving without paying. I rummaged through my pockets and found a lottery ticket, a weekly ritual that has paid no dividends. I gave them the ticket, though they good-naturedly refused. Now I get my morning breakfast somewhere else. Cassie closed after hitting the jackpot.