This was written for the Two for Tuesday Challenge #22. Prompt: Buried Details.
‘Why is there a cow drowning in my mug?’
It wasn’t drowning, exactly, but it felt as though I had liberated it by getting halfway through my tea. Its pleading ceramic eyes told me it was happy to have finally surfaced. Read the rest of this entry »
This was written for the Two for Tuesday Challenge #12. Prompt: Dirty Laundry.
‘Jeremy has been doing very well in his English class,’ Mum said while Jeremy smiled a toothy, brown smile and finished the rest of his hot chocolate.
‘Oh, that’s great!’ Anne replied while helping herself to another biscuit. I suppose that’s a fair exchange for having to listen to Mum babbling. What are friends for, eh? Read the rest of this entry »
Would you like some tea with that? 