'The Wishing Master' by Seán Boylan, Off-Site Show, Baltimore

I am out for a walk.  I walk.  I pass old rowhomes and look into their front windows. Each house seems different from the next.   The doors are arranged in different positions on each house I pass.  The front windows look like they are slightly different sizes from one another.  There is a note on one of the doors.  It is a double door and is mauve.  The note is one of those yellow sticky notes.  It appears old, and more off-white now than yellow.  The note flutters against the door in the small amount of air movement outside right now.  I walk closer and hold my left thumb in front of the note and rest the back of the note on my index finger of the same hand.  I read the note.