Graffiti

‘Mummy, can I play over there, in the Disney castle?’, Maggie asked eagerly ready to go ahead and pretend to be a princess.

‘Sure darling, go ahead.’, her mother replied, transfixed by the graffiti in front of her. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Why did he choose this place? The irony in it all. She had to give him credit for this masterpiece, she never looked better.

Mummy, that lady on the wall looks like you!’,shouted Maggie while running towards the castle.

Of course it looked like her, because it was her. If only she hadn’t married a graffiti artist.

Published by Mesca

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