19 October 2013

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The prompts are:
1. Do you believe the news stories?
2. They seemed to always travel in pairs
3. She took a step back to admire her work and…

Begin writing
I got to the stop just as my bus pulled away.  I chased after it for a couple hundred yards; waving my arm, yelling “Hey Hey,” and sucking diesel exhaust.  I gave up the chase and turned back.  “Well this might just make me late for work” I said aloud as I approached the bench to wait for the next bus.

“So why don’t you just forget work and take the day off?” a small voice asked me from behind the shelter.  I looked for the speaker and saw a petite grey haired woman wielding a can of spray paint.  She was apparently putting the finishing touches on a graffiti painting on the back of the bus shelter.

She took a step back to admire her work and stuck out her hand, “My name is Anita” she said as I shook her hand.

“Pleased to meet you, I’m Tom.  Are you a tagger, Anita?”

“We prefer to call ourselves muralists” she corrected me.  “This is my co-worker, Lisa” she pointed to another woman, blonde hair, indeterminate age who stuck her head around the corner of the shelter.

“Hi” said Lisa as she grabbed a new can of spray paint and disappeared back around the corner.

“There’s two of you?”

“Of course there’s two of us.” Anita said, “We always travel in pairs.  Safer that way.” Then she nudged me with her elbow.

A light went on over my head, “Wait a minute,” I turned to Anita, “I’ve heard about you.  For the last week or so you’ve been tagging all over town.  Sorry, muraling all over town, no that’s probably not right either… Painting all over town.  I’ve seen your work on TV.”

Anita frowned and knitted her eyebrows, “You don’t really believe those news stories do you?” she asked.  “I’ve seen that coverage as well.  Two people couldn’t possibly produce all those murals in such a short time.  Lisa and I are only one of seven teams currently beautifying the city.  Wanna try?” she asked.  “If you got the right stuff you could be half of our eighth team!”
Time is up. Put down your writing implements and step away from the paper