Posted by: victanguera | October 13, 2009

Exercise #73

Duala watched the moon through her telescope, purchased just so she could watch the impact. Only ten more minutes until the bomb hit. Only ten more minutes until she found out what really existed on the moon. She didn’t think it would reveal cheese, blue or otherwise. Or even a little old man eating the cheese.

But the deep detonation of the bomb revealed nothing. Not water, not aliens, no cheese. Nothing.

Duala folded up her telescope, climbed the stairs to the attic and placed it carefully beside the old black and white TV. The one she’d sat in front of watching Neil Armstrong step on to the moon. She hadn’t seen anything that day, either.

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