A Slender Delivery

I walked down the quiet stairs to the ground floor entrance, where the brass postboxes line the wall. A narrow flyer stuck out from slot fourteen, shivering slightly in the hallway draft. I reached up and tapped the glossy edge with my nose. It slid forward, then dropped flat against the tiled floor with a crisp slap. Resting my hooves on the paper, I listened to the steady hum of traffic outside.