Hierdie is oorspronklik geskryf vir Flash Friday op 23 Mei 2014.
Graffiti
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Steve stood by his graffitied mailbox. A few dropped paint cans lay around.
“Bloody teenagers!” He would have preferred an echo, but only got the screech of cicadas. At last the postal van drove up and a postman sauntered over. He tried stuffing more unpaid bills into the mailbox.
“Some of us actually pay our bills, buddy.”
“I would love to. Of course, if you came into the house for a moment, I could show you why I can’t.” He kicked another can and sent it flying. The man didn’t notice it as he walked back and drove off.
Steve picked up another discarded can. It didn’t matter if he could move stuff if people didn’t notice. He covered the black spray-painted word “alien” with the more appropriate “dead man” in red. He added an arrow pointing to the house and threw the can as far as he could.
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