he was still in knickers
she was heated Would you put that thing down? It’s dirty.
Its dead
Don’t sass me.
Its dead Im taking it home and burying it on the far
side of the garage under the eaves
she stepped towards him
thinking she might try to take it
from him or knock it out of his hands he turned sideways putting his body between
the little bird and her
adamantly she picked that up Im burying it
I’m your mother, you’ll
do as you’re told.
I will not
Why aren't you listen to me?
Ill listen to you when youre not wrong
that was the talk at the dinner table as his father accepted plates
shuttled to him to place servings on
youngest to eldest mother first as he doled
out food he said to his eldest You’re
excused. Perhaps the next time your mother tells you something you'll as you're told.
he felt words turn in his mouth
but swallowed them
Thats unlikely Dad The same will go for you
he knew his head young teachers already were biting their tongues
rather calling him stubborn difficult they
withheld incorrigible
though had they they wouldnt have been far off the mark
if they made a legitimate argument he could
be convinced but he wasnt taking what he was told as gospel he was skeptical and particularly so when he was told Because as
a shortcut to continue a lesson
his principals were familiar
his reputation preceding him
thus his parents were also familiar
with them
1420, Thursday,
29 6. 23
Millie Small My Boy Lollipop https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7lCJg3WoSc
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