Here is another of those two-sentence stories with poetry added. I’m thinking of them as “Minuscule” and quick to read.
Read the first Minuscule, the explanation of why I wrote it and got started on this idea, and search under the category Fiction/Poetry Combination for others in the series.
Ava knew her family well, understood their foibles, envied them the consistency of their rhino-hide imperviousness to good taste, scruples, or intellectual pursuits, admired their solid self-confidence that kept them going even when they were utterly totally out of their depth.
As the family CPA, her job was to move fast and count backwards from ten any time she was consulted on one of their schemes; never to let them know that whatever they asked her to do, she promptly did the opposite; and most of all, keep from them the fact that she had been an Internal Revenue Service employee for the past ten years.
These ledger pages
depending on who you ask
reflect all profits
assets liabilities –
or not. Sure, you can be sure.