Keith spotted the garbage boy as he took his trash to the dumpster. Someone had taken a garbage bag and given it a paper-plate face, spindly broomstick arms, and soup-can feet. It made Keith smile.
It was still there the next morning, but now it reclined, as though asleep. Keith chuckled.
After work, he saw his neighbor absently shove the garbage boy into the bin as he tossed in his own bag. Only Keith saw the makeshift hand reach up and grasp the edge again, clambering back out.
Keith worried what would happen when the garbage trucks came on Thursday…
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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