"The television was stolen a month ago but they still stayed staring at the blank space. It was no wonder why the television was stolen, it was the only thing in the room obviously worth stealing. It was also the only thing not covered in a years worth of dust and rubbish. The television was kept clean. The television was God, until now. I pulled the envelope from my pocket.
Laurence glanced over and grunted. He'd probably try and argue that it was a 'what's that?' but it was definitely a grunt. Laurence grunted a lot.
I played with the torn flap for a while, wondering if there was anyway I could repair it without being noticeable.
Notice how I didn't look inside? I bet that shocked you, but do I rally come across as the type of guy who opens somebody else's post? Not me!
But if it's already open I'll have a quick glance.
I Inverted the envelope.
Keys.
A set of keys. One keyring and four keys. Two of the keys were Yale, the looked like standard front door keys, they also looked completely identical. The third looked strangely like the key I used to have on my old bike lock, back when I still exercised. Key number four was the really odd one out.
But then again I've never really conducted a study on different key types. My bad, really sorry and all that. It looked like a standard lever lock key but instead of just one edge it had three sets of teeth. That must have meant three independent internal levers. Three locks in one, very strange. Maybe if I sat and thought about it, dredged some distant memory I would have thought that I might have seen one of these a long time ago but I didn't.
I said 'what's that' Laurence asked, apparently for the second time. I jangled them at him.
'Just keys'
'Oh'
Disappointment, it wasn't anything he could eat, play or watch. I stood and headed for my room, leaving the boys to watch the grimy wall and hoping it would entertain them."
That's pretty much a direct transcription of my handwritten scrawl.
Thanks for reading,
Keep smiling,
Sx
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