Prose Sketch

Sky scrapers standing side by side, one higher than the other, framed the early half-moon that appeared in the pre-sunset blue sky.  A black SUV pulled past the buildings and paused under a low bridge. Its passenger door opened a few inches, an object dropped onto the pavement, and then the door slammed shut.  The SUV  pulled out from under the bridge and rolled back onto the street.  Traffic flowed and spread as it always had.  It wasn’t until the street lights were on and had been for some time that a man in an army green jacket with oil stains blotching his front and stuffing showing through a burn hole by his left shoulder walked over and picked up the object…



Photo Credit: Pixabay

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