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Overnight, orange trees appeared alongside the ring road.
Some were heavy with fruit, and the scent
of orange blossom covered exhaust fumes.
Motorists stuck in traffic helped
themselves to the sweet citrus that they could reach through their open
windows.
A duck stood on the wet pavement of the
industrial estate.
It was raining gently.
Alice stood across the road from her house
where the lights of the kitchen comforted her family as they sat eating
breakfast.
A black cat sat on the windowsill watching
her.
She was waiting for the bus to take her to
school, but she would be happier to go somewhere else; she had even bothered to
take a bag.
She was wearing black, she was almost
invisible in the shadows of the trees under the street light.
A car stopped.
She got in.
She didn’t know the driver, she would get
to know him as they drove together over the bridge where they could look down
on the cars as they didn’t move and their drivers feasted on the unexpected
oranges.
It was Friday.
A new day.
A new beginning.
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2 comments:
Hi Topper.
Hope you are well.
Am worried about those ducks - a l'orange.
And Alice... was lustenming to radio Four Archive Hour where they looked back on the Office of Communication Safety films.
Alice got into the car: stranger danger? Where was Tufty? Green Cross Man, where were you?
Alice doesn't live here any more - not in this chapter.
I'm all nervous now...
Don't be nervous - like i just said.... ice cream.
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