kiddleedee by Mikepyro
http://www.abctales.com/story/mikepyro/kiddleedee
mike i really liked this, your style is maturing and this is carefully written with some vivid description that is well observed.
"He never took the time to learn the bird's real names, he just called them Kiddleedee, owing to the soft tapping of their feet."
"He worked the night shift for the Ponder Hospital. He rarely bothered to go out to public events. He didn't like his life style. But he didn't hate it either."
However i felt you rushed into the end - i would have liked a build up to the phonecall in the same measured way you described the moment up to the siren, the slow dawning that his life was about to change. But just my opinion, others may diagree.
Juliet
Give me the beat boys and free my soul! I wanna getta lost in ya rock n' roll and drift away. Drift away...
Give me the beat boys and free my soul! I wanna getta lost in ya rock n' roll and drift away. Drift away...