Late July and the grey tarmac was melting. A fat girl stole the cabbage white butterfly from my yellow bucket and squashed it because she could.
Barefoot, my brother and I bickered over becoming Huck Finn. Bravely, we climbed the hot garage roof, sailed down the Mississippi and spat.
Just learnt before Xmas that I had a commended place in the miniSTORY competition where you have to write a 50 word tale. Apparently nearly 2000 entered so I am very pleased with this story and even more so as it is true and about me and my brother Duncan! I can still feel the heat of that summer with its tarmac and my anger at the girl who came uninvited to my garden and squashed my rescue butterfly living harmlessly in my Dad’s wheelbarrow lingers on…!
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