Tag: teenager
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THE DANCE
‘Yer gonna be late,’ his ma shouted at him from the kitchen. ‘Ahm jist tryin’ tae get masel’ lookin’ right, ma,’ he called back. ‘It’s too late fer that, son,’ she replied, ‘about fifteen years too late.’ She didn’t understand, this was the night he would ask Justine. He should have done it before now.…
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DRESSING UP
She should love it: the one night of the year she could really be herself. She could wear the full uniform with pride. The black pointy hat, the black corset and flowing skirt, the striped stockings and uncomfortable clogs. She could take the old broomstick, consigned to the indignity of sweeping floors for the rest…