When he was young, he had no time to read books. He could only daydream of reading wonderful story books. Now that he was old, retrenched and undesired, he had no money to buy books to read. He blamed it on fate. His path was not lined with books.
Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #111.
I feel bad for this guy to not get a chance to read how he’d like to. I’m hoping his path eventually leads to a library, where he can get a card and read books without having to buy them.