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FOR THE GOOD OF YOUR ELF
‘It’s November!’ ‘To the Elf Mobile!’ Reginald couldn’t share the enthusiasm of his co-workers. After months of hard toil in the workshop, ‘the season’ was upon them, all building towards ‘the big night’. It was too much for him. And it seemed to come around quicker every year. He just wanted to have a good…
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RAMBLIN’ MAN
It would be nice to stay, sitting in his chair under the trees, letting the sunlight warm his face. But his instinct said it was time to move on. He’d done all he could here: broke a few hearts, sowed some seeds of dissent, encouraged a few minor indiscretions. In time, the place would fall,…
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I’LL CRY IF I WANT TO…
He sat at the playground, alone. No one had turned up. He’d invited everyone. Now he sat listening to the rain splatter against the plastic roof. He never got a birthday party. His mum had told him – it was too expensive. ‘But Georgia invited the whole class to Air Thrill!’ he protested. ‘Lucky her,…
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Iain Kelly 