Sibling Mischief – a microstory

They’re repulsive – all stiff and crusty.

But the worst part is the smell.

Alex – the little turd – had my favourite socks all week!

He swings them between his fingers, and I gag.

Perhaps a swift kick in the gut will fix everything.

 

 

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