The Blank
By Christopher Munroe
He was blank, of average height and average looks, favoring
neutral hues in his clothes and uninteresting hairstyles.
He was friendly, personable, but never took a stand on any
issue, never offered an opinion that was in the least bit out of the
mainstream. He kept to small talk and platitudes, and listened more than he
spoke.
Once he left a room everyone immediately forgot he’d ever
been there.
He was invisible.
And it was only later that they realized their jewelry was
missing, never making the connection to the fellow who’d been with their crowd
but not of them…
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