“Mum! Mum! The eggs hatched!”
“The eggs?” Agnes said.
“The eggs at school!”
“They were in an incubator!” The way Ethel said this she made it sound like four separate words rather than one whole one – ‘ink you bay tor’.
“There were three chicks!”
“And two ducks!”
“And an alligator!”
“And a shark!”
“There wasn’t a shark?!” Agnes said.
“There was!”
“It drowned!”
“But in the air!”
“It was so sad!”
“It wasn’t that sad,” said Claire.
“It was.”
“It really was.”
“It was the saddest thing ever.”
“It does sound quite sad.”,” Agnes said.
“It wasn’t sad at all,” Claire insisted.
She looked out the window at the graves in the garden. She couldn’t understand why she wanted to cry.
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Notes:
1. Written on the 7th and 8th of May, 2021
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