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Nothing for it. It had to be done.
He’d get in trouble, but that was part of becoming a man.
He took notes, fussed, planned.
The time to mark the hall has come.
He hid the satchel by the bed. Set the alarm.
Woke to sunlight and calls over the Intercom:
“Lucas to the office, stat.”
Lucas the archenemy is the new Hall Mark.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt of: Hallmark in 64 words

Good one.
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🙂 Thank you! (not that I endorse any vandalism of any kind …!) 😀
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Neither do I 🤩
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😀
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Brought a smile 🙂
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😀 Glad it did! 🙂
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This made me smile 😊
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Ha! (disclaimer: No walls were harmed in the writing of this piece …) 😀
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😄🙌😄
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Haha! Arch enemy in fuschia 😉
Well done, you!
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Ha ha! I knew you’d pick up on it!!! 😀 Yep! 🙂
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It is rather bright… 😉
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LOL! Ya think? I have me some sneakers that color! 😀
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Why am I not surprised? My coworker does, too!
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😀 Gotta live up to the NYNF qualifications!!!
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You know it!
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😀
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Indeed, (a) man must leave his mark. Interesting take, Na’ama.
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Ha! Though the kind of mark one leaves, and how, is a whole other issue … 😉
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