My hand hovered over the button. I didn't

My hand hovered over the button. I didn't believe it was the decision my palm faced, but the coffee that left me shaky. "Don't do it--not to them," I heard her from behind me.

But I hit the button anyway. I mean, $5mil to press a button? With debt this high, you would probably press the button too. What happened next was totally unexpected.

Unexpected to find that there wasn't a catch. I pocketed the $5mil and left with a huge grin on my face, skipping along the pavement. The button had done it all, I was so pleased.

Then 5 minutes later, I seen someone in the distance coming towards me. He was running to me. I didn't know what to do. Was he running to me? Oh no, he has a gun.

All I could think was RUN! I headed back down the alley into the darkness. I was hoping he didn't see me, but he did. I ran as fast as I could and I tripped

the light fantastic. I had moves like Jagger. With a tip of my top hat, I tapped him forcefully with my cane. The assailant succumbed to my jazz hands.

There was nothing left for him to do except stand there, perplexed as to how the situation turned into this fantastical showcase. He became mesmerized by my exemplary

showmanship skills, as I demonstrated the capabilities of various objects around the room. Faster and louder I wowed him by exhibiting unappreciated qualities of everyday household

. "Hey, wait a minute!" Little Johnny cried, pointing to the book on my lap. "That's not how the story ends! Start over, Mommy!" I sighed & began again. "Once upon a time..."