Code is everywhere. He unfurled the flag. The meaning of the red, white, and blue stayed with him. He hoisted the pole into position and switched on a light. It illuminated the standard.
The wind began to stir the flag. He used etiquette to determine the proper placement and the brightness of the light. Then, in the distance, he heard firecrackers shatter the silence. A grin slipped onto his face.
He knew that this holiday was perfect for celebration as Memorial Day carried way more weight. Today meant that America would be uplifted for her virtues. Next, he grinned again.
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Breath issued from Angelica’s mouth. The weight of the baby put her into her chair. Her curves managed to say she had not been with child the whole time. There seemed to be a fantastic ideal swimming somewhere in her mind about the hazards of caring for two. She grabbed a magazine and fanned herself, knowing that she expended more energy in that effort sitting still and letting the air conditioning do the job. No, she told herself, without struggle there is no triumph. She switched on the television set. The picture looked as people had been replaced by blue aliens and she just watched her soap opera, void of extraterrestrials for this time.
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