Saturday, 13 June 2026

'917363' by Dan Schiff

The ad popped up just as all seemed lost. “Send us your unneeded two-step verification emails!” said the ad. “Change a child’s life!”

She clicked and learned how they can repurpose security codes for educational use in developing countries, where whole numbers are scarce. She scoured her inbox for messages to forward, each chunk of digits like a lyric to a half-forgotten tune. 

Weeks later, the organization sent a personalized thank you. Included was a photo of children in a peeling classroom, huddled around a single laptop. They turned to lend the camera their beatific gap-toothed grins, shining alongside the computer display rich with numbers. 

Her breath caught. From the screen’s corner flashed 917363. That was hers. Amazon log-in, twelfth of October.

There was still good to be done in this world, she thought with glistening eyes, heart full to bursting.



Dan Schiff is a nonprofit professional residing with his family in Washington, District of Columbia. His short stories have appeared in Potomac Review and The Broken Teacup. Dan occasionally exists on Instagram @schiff.dan

 

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