Rattatattat
By paborama
Wed, 08 Aug 2018
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Knock-knock, three times a knock. Pulling on socks; straining to look at the clock.
It's stopped! Fumbling at my pocket, I locate my 'phone and check.
LATE. I'm so very late.
'Coming, dad!' I yell.
A puff of smoke at the window tells me it's mum.
Blood runs cold.
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