Pumpkin soup with a dash of magic
Helen Laycock
Pumpkin soup
Shelley hated basement living.
By five, the light had faded. She stood at the window
and craned up to street level. Lit pumpkins swung next to little feet while she
was cooped in her musty flat browsing lonely hearts ads and stirring
soup.
The gloom seemed to drop heavily and squat on the
cobbles. A clump of moss needed clearing from the damp steps. She slipped out,
hugging her cardigan closed.
A toad!
Shelley squealed.
No sooner had she run inside and slammed the door than
there was a knock.
‘Harry Prince,’ said the handsome stranger. ‘Just moved
in upstairs.’
About the author
A regular contributor to CafeLit,
Helen Laycock writes for both adults and children. She has published three short
story collections as well as several mystery/adventure books for readers of
8-12. She has had work published in a further ten anthologies, as well as
online, and has had success in writing competitions with poetry, flash, short
stories and plays.
Further details of her writing can
be found on each of her websites:
Helen Laycock | Fiction in a
Flash
Helen Laycock | Children’s
Author
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Helen-Laycock/e/B006PGFVL6
Twitter: https://twitter.com/helen_laycock
Great story, and she didn't even kiss him!
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