Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt this week is
The Post Box
It was one of those old red cast iron jonnies. I’d passed it many times, once or twice posting a letter mum had given me. This time though I knew from several feet away the door was open. Now, I’m not a brave kid, so I was going to ignore it, but the post is important, right? So, checking no one was around I eased open the door. Inside there was a wire cage and in that there was a bird, flapping fit to bust.
The cage had a catch – easy to open which I did, feeling oddly guilty. I mean it’s Her Majesty’s Postal Service. Mum told me once it’s a crime to interfere with the post but this little thing was going to do more damage to herself than the few letters languishing at the base.
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