Things could be simple and go smoothly. But that would be too easy.

Those thoughts floated through Sarah’s mind as she watched the spreading puddle of coffee after the bottom of her cardboard carry case broke.

Her cup rolled somewhere, but she didn’t care. Normally she would, but she was running late.

Who am I kidding? she thought, searching the underside of the bushes for her cup. She couldn’t leave it laying around. Trash belonged in trash cans, not rolling around.

She spotted her cup and snatched it up, careful not to lose her breakfast sandwich bag as she did.