Maya carried her bags to the car before strapping the baby into her car seat. She looked around the house one last time before leaving. She stopped at the pack gas station and swiped her card. “s**t,” she swore when the screen said, “Please see the cashier.” She didn’t want to leave Brandlee in the car, so she grabbed the infant carrier and trudged inside. “Hi Jake, My card wouldn’t work at the pump for some reason. Can you try it here?” She handed her card to the guy at the register. “Yeah, sure. How much do you want?” Maya tapped her fingers on the counter.
“Thirty is good. Thanks.” Jake swiped her card at the register and waited for it to process. "Is this debit or credit,” he asked. “It’s debit. Why?” Jake tapped the screen. “Well, sometimes there is a problem with the computer syst
