Like the Nails Dragged Down a Blackboard

  My blood curdled.
It was a gorgeous day…

The temperature was delicious.
The sun beckoned seductively.
Did I really need to work the entire Friday afternoon?

And then in a flash, my fantasy crashed.

Men in neon yellow vests invaded my world.
They parked in front of my house.
And brought out the jackhammer.

The noise was deafening.

My brain rattled.
My spirit crunched.
My teeth [...]

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