100 w/c by Tadhg

It was a late dark winter’s night in Monterrey. Mr. Rodriguez was up painting a picture on the side of the Monterrey Airport. It was meant to make people happy once they arrive in Mexico after their journey. He had been working on it for weeks. The Mexican government had given him permission to paint it. He was just about to finish painting, when a giant pair of pink glasses fell from the sky. He was hit right in the forehead. He had been concussed. The ambulance came to help him, he was brought to ICU in Monterrey. He did not make it through.