Better Things to Do by RodG Flash 100 writing prompt entry |
Jimmy Purdy sprawled in the uncut grass at the top of Sled Hill in Hoover Park. The Middle School was within sight, a soccer field and a reed-filled bog away.
He and Fuggs, his black-and-white spotted pup, were sharing a sandwich though lunchtime was three hours away. His left hand held the string of a red kite spinning upwards towards the lazy clouds. A warm breeze tousled his shaggy brown hair, teasing a smile out of the 11-year-old. "Yeah, Fuggs, it's the first day of school down there, but I doubt that new teacher or my classmates will miss me."
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