Saturday, September 10, 2011
GAMES OF CHILDHOOD
The Rogue Speaks:
The last games of “Swing the Statue” and “Mother May I” ended, and the grassy field had fallen silent. Children scattered to their homes for dinner, and Graham found himself standing quite alone. His mother had not called him home to eat, and there was no one waiting to teasingly scold him for the grass stains on his clothes, and the dust and grime on his face and hands.
Howard, his “uncle,” was there, however. Sitting in a drunken stupor, with belt in hand, he waited grimly for Graham to come through the door. The summer games of childhood came with a price.
Enjoy this prompt, Centusians, while you can! We've been threatened this week by Jenny to give us an evil one for next week! On the other hand, she's threatened us in the past, and we've always come through with flying colors!! We'll just have to wait and see, eh? In the meantime, be sure to read and comment on ALL the offerings for Saturday Centus. I do, and so should you.