Flashes of Panic

I picked up a penny a few days ago. It was heads up in the parking lot of the softball fields across the street. I’ve been looking at the mint years more often, and this one turned out to be the year I was born.

I pick up a lot of pennies, but I don’t usually think about luck; this time I did.

And how, I thought, could a penny make me more lucky than I already am?

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