Sinking time


Mum looks out the window and lets out a now familiar sigh, as she watches dad and I construct an inedible muddy pie.

“Right, that’s quite enough you two, go and wash your hands in the sink, really dad” she adds “don’t you ever just stop and think?”

Soap and water collide and the dirt vanishes before my eyes, while dad tells me that tomorrow we’ll make an even bigger muddy surprise. 

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