Julia admired the tulips in her blue glass vase. ‘I’m just going to peg the washing out. Drink your tea, it’s cool now.’
When she returned, red, purple, yellow and pink flower heads jewelled the beige carpet. Stems and leaves littered the furniture, a puddle of water seeped from the upturned vase.
‘Darling! What have you done?’ Julia surveyed the devastation and forced her voice to stay calm. ‘Have you hurt yourself? Thank goodness my vase isn’t broken.’
Kenneth looked at her, his sad grey eyes bewildered and uncomprehending. ‘I’m sorry. Don’t smack me Mummy.’
When she returned, red, purple, yellow and pink flower heads jewelled the beige carpet. Stems and leaves littered the furniture, a puddle of water seeped from the upturned vase.
‘Darling! What have you done?’ Julia surveyed the devastation and forced her voice to stay calm. ‘Have you hurt yourself? Thank goodness my vase isn’t broken.’
Kenneth looked at her, his sad grey eyes bewildered and uncomprehending. ‘I’m sorry. Don’t smack me Mummy.’
