EARLY TO SCHOOL

 

EARLY TO SCHOOL

Sally’s hard-won custody battle came at a price – new name, different area, change of school, and a menial job that meant she had to drop Josie at school early, with only the janitor to watch her.

 Tired of waiting alone, Josie left her bag by the door while she used the toilets in the yard. Half an hour later the other kids lined up behind her bag, sliding it backwards as they shuffled along.

 It was still there at break time, and the teacher phoned Sally – an hour too late to follow the trail. Josie’s father had won after all.

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It's an unwritten rule, isn't it, that a bag, or a full trolley, marks a place in the queue - at least, in those countries where people queue rather than scramble for places. 

I missed last week, being unable to come up with a story that felt original enough. Well done to those of you who wrote one. Thanks to J Hardy Carroll for this week's photo and to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers on her blog  https://rochellewisoff.com/

On the subject of writing, my 5 yr old granddaughter decided Sunday lunch at Nan's warranted a menu - here is the result. The phonetic spelling must be read aloud to get its full meaning!

NB - we made the lemn coocees to accompany the  I screem.

PS - click on the book cover (top right on this page) to buy the last book in my Living Rock series. The whole series would make a neat Christmas present for anyone - teen to adult - who enjoys stories where reality is slightly askew but the people, their hopes and fears, are as real as ever.