A Better Man Than Me

100-word story

The beggar sat in the shade outside the 7-Eleven. He wore ragged jeans and worn-out sandals. His toenails were split, his skin caked with dirt and grime. 

His shirt read Money. There was a ragged hole where the O had been.

I looked down, mumbled a prayer of thanks for my good fortune, and opened the door.

A group of teenagers wearing headphones and carryin…