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CANVAS BLUES
Vignettes Regarding the Artwork of Brendon Kotes
LXXV: Yesteryears
Saturday came with a sprinkle, leaving yellow pollen outlines to mark parked cars even long after they’d driven off. Brendon’s father decided to replace the mailbox—“Been pooling water for months ever since those stupid kids batted a three hundred down the street”—and his mother had gone off shopping with Aunt Laurel, leaving Brendon alone during that auspicious morning.
Had he been able to go back, just not answered the door, remained crossed-legged on his bed sketching out a thirty-by-thirty-inch spaceship on cheap poster board…
But he hadn’t known, had he?
Casey scowled when Brendon opened the door. “What’s this I hear about you writing comics with Robbie?”
“I—”
“Is that where you are all these nights? Not actually doing homework?”
“We only meet up like once or twice a week. I didn’t think you’d care. Aren’t the two of you friends again?”
“Friends?” Casey scoffed and tossed his hair out of his eyes distractedly. “He’s no friend of mine.”
Brendon sagged against the door frame. “What happened?”
“Nothing happened. Unless you mean my boyfriend is chilling at a stuck-up douche’s house when I call.” Continue reading