Jack's got something to paint on a wall - hopefully no one sees him do it!
| Jack looked down the empty street one more time. No signs of life. Perfect.
Pulling out three cans labeled Lime Green, Apple Red, and Sky Blue, Jack got to work. He would have to paint fast. The overcast clouds hid the moon, but the lights from the Titan Tower illuminated the wall just enough for Jack to see his creation.
Art had always been Jack’s preferred outlet of creativity. He loved smell of the paint cans, the sound of the nozzles, and the texture of the brick wall.
Six spray paint cans and thirty minutes later, Jack stepped back to admire his work. It had turned out just like he had imagined. He hopped on his bike and rode a safe distance away. It was time for the final step. Jack pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.
“Yes, hello? I think someone is doing graffiti on the Wallace Road alleyway. No… he’s dressed in all black. No problem, Officer.”
“Officer Caraline! Thanks for coming. We’ve got another ‘artist’ on the streets, it would seem,” muttered Officer Wiles.
“Ugh, not another one,” said Caraline. “Did you catch him?”
“No. But, um, you’re gonna want to see this one.”
Caraline followed Officer Wiles down into the alley. She flipped on her flashlight. She gasped and took a step back.
Written on the wall in bright colors and beautiful writing were the words, “Will you marry me, Caraline?”
Officer Wiles chuckled. “You know what this is about?”
“No, I have no idea!”
“Jack! You know I could arrest you for this, right?”
“I’ll paint over it. It’ll look as good as new by Wednesday.”
“It’s illegal, Jack!”
“And it’s brilliant. Cara, can I take this as a yes?”
Caraline shook her head and smiled. “Yes, you know you can.”