You and your dad pulled into the driveway.
“I don’t believe it,” said your dad…. continued
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You and your dad pulled into the driveway.
“I don’t believe it,” said your dad…. continued
You had your friend over to play.
You were in your bedroom, then he vanished. You assumed, because of how he darted out, that he was going to the toilet…. cont
The Bus Man was always smiling.
You shared your birthday with your great-auntie, your grandad’s older sister.
Their mother had died before he even had the chance to get to know her, and so his sister was like a mother to him.
Nursery.
You were all sitting on the floor, in a poking, shuffling, unkempt circle.
“What did you get for Christmas?”
The teacher was going around the classroom.
Flash non-fiction inspired by the old man who died outside my parents’ home, when I was a teenager.