The Winner Dies First
Language: en
In the checkout line at the grocery store, the girl standing in front of me suddenly let out a sharp gasp. She violently sidestepped, ducking behind me like a frightened animal. Her voice was trembling uncontrollably. "You go first." I gave her a weird look but stepped up and paid for my groceries. The second my transaction went through, a crowd of store employees swarmed me. Confetti popped. They were grinning from ear to ear, loudly announcing that I was the store's one millionth customer. I had just won a ten million dollar cash prize. The sheer shock paralyzed my brain for a solid…