An irritated shush from an unknown cubicle silenced Dylan’s oblivious tapping. He firmly stabbed the pencil into an empty coffee mug and absorbed the depressing, sterile atmosphere. He whispered to his neighbor, “Cover for me,” and decidedly arose.
Narrow pathways, filled with shadows, between buildings lead to his seat. Passing turns, amidst smoke clouds and empty chamber clicks, ceased after the man across the table fell forward. Dylan collected his money and left.
At home he greeted his wife with a kiss. “I have Samantha’s dance tuition.”
“Did you smoke during your lunch break again?” she scowled.
Narrow pathways, filled with shadows, between buildings lead to his seat. Passing turns, amidst smoke clouds and empty chamber clicks, ceased after the man across the table fell forward. Dylan collected his money and left.
At home he greeted his wife with a kiss. “I have Samantha’s dance tuition.”
“Did you smoke during your lunch break again?” she scowled.
