Merton's Adventure

Late: Consecutive Substack Story 1169

The crack in the basement window was a feature, until it became a glitch.

Someone was shoving weight loss and hair restoration pamphlets through the crack, the crack that once only produced a little air circulation and a little bit of dust.

Merton liked the air and thought the dust gave the place, hastily turned into an apartment with cheap drywall and a sink, some character.

The third time he woke to pamphlets on the floor he hoped they were different from the first two rounds. The Jehovah’s Witnesses maybe, or the new axe throwing bar near the stadium.