Discombobulated
birds screeched across a sunless sky.
“No,” said Red,
not looking up from her tablet. “I’m
busy – and anyway the woods are full of weird beards, paedos and doggers.”
“But Granny is
hungry, Princess -” said her Mother.
“She can go
online. Supermarkets deliver food and
flowers. End of.”
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