Sound the fanfare! Beat the drums!Shout hosannas! Here he comes....CELEBRITY
city stretched. Empty streets glistened from the bath of a water truck. Dew-wet grass winked at the fresh peeping sun, like millions of shimmering diamonds. A bird chirped. Another. The city yawned.
Rows of houses lay like square ivory beads on patches of green felt. A boy drove his bicycle down the middle of an elm-bordered avenue, whistling loudly, while tightly rolled newspapers arced from his hand and slapped against porches.
Lights snapped on in a thousand windows, shining yellowly against the cool whiteness of dawn. Men blinked and touched beard-stubbled chins. Women moved sleepily toward porcelain and chrome kitchens.
A truck roared and garbage pails rattled. There was a smell of sour orange rinds and wet leaves and unfolding flowers. Over this came the smell of toasting bread and frying bacon.
There is a lot of lush description in a very short story that made no sense to me. I simply didn't get it. If you do, please explain it in your review and tip me off.
Extremely short, rather pointless story about a town turning out to hail a "celebrity." Just kind of dumb.