#Brushing
Natasha Yentrouc @Threads
Opening Scene (#Brushing)
On the city streets, the locals were brushing past each other deftly. Everyone clearly having someplace to go —
with a sense of urgency that suggested importance.
I was out of place. A country boy used to walking on empty country lanes, where the only decision needed was to walk uphill or downhill. Or better yet to just stand still. This was not an option as I was swept along by the crowds. Like it or not, I was going somewhere. And apparently it was urgent.

If you enjoy these very short stories, you can also check out one of my earliest books – MONTY’S VERY SHORT SHORTS which includes 366 illustrated pieces (one for each day in my life of 2020).

Be well,
Monty









