Some kids moved into Katy’s old apartment. They put out a doormat. “Welcome,” it says. And there are some flowers or something pink on it. I didn’t look so closely.
Two doors down my mat says, “GO AWAY.”
I’ve only ever seen the guy. Maybe it’s just a guy and no girl. Maybe he took his Mom’s old girly mat from her house because she wanted to get a new one anyway. Guys are like that. It’s just a mat to them.
Nobody else’s mat is talking.
GO AWAY wants to kick Welcome’s scripty ass. Welcome invites GO AWAY to take off his shoes and come in for tea.
Hallway, balanced, sighs happily.