Faraway noise of hammering

From January through March I participated in a daily writing challenge – each day the people participating were given a new prompt and asked to produce a new piece. This is one of the selections from that project. The title is the prompt.

Susan: “Listen.”
Raj: “I’m sleeping.”
Susan: “No you’re not. Listen.”
Raj: “What?”
Susan: “Shhhh. Do you hear it?”
Raj: “Oh. Wow.”
Susan: “I think it’s been fifteen minutes. Someone needs to give them some WD40.”
Raj: “Well they’re having fun. What time is it?”
Susan: “Four thirty.”
Raj: “That’s a way to start the morning.”
Susan: “Thirty years ago we would have given them a run for their money.”
Raj: “Thirty years is a long time.”
Susan: “Not that long.”
Raj: “Susan… what?”
Susan: “So?”
Raj: “You can’t be serious?”
Susan: “Well?”
Raj: “We’ll have to be quiet.”
Susan: “No…”
Raj: “Ah…”
Susan: “…we don’t.”

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