think they do.
The Day My Card Was Declined
A few mornings later, I went to the grocery store with all seven children. The grocery cart was full. Diapers. Strawberries. Juice. Cheese. The usual.
When I swiped my card, it was declined.
I tried again. Declined again.
The cashier gave me a sympathetic smile. The line behind me grew longer. I felt my face turn continue reading …