J.L. Borstlap
I call it my home from home - Fantasy
Silver Lining
I waved my wand – right, left, up and down.
A little cloud. Just a tiny one. I’d wanted bigger, but it didn’t happen.
Not much fun, when an apprentice wizard needs to prove he’s strong and impress the prettiest girl in Class Three.
I did not know how cruel she’d be. Christine laughed. “Is that all you’ve got? I’ve seen bigger in Junior School!”
Harsh indeed. And I’d sent her a Valentine’s card and chocolates. Interesting, though, how she tenderly collected my cloud and carried it home in her raincoat pocket.
Perhaps there’s hope for me, after all.
I waved my wand – right, left, up and down.
A little cloud. Just a tiny one. I’d wanted bigger, but it didn’t happen.
Not much fun, when an apprentice wizard needs to prove he’s strong and impress the prettiest girl in Class Three.
I did not know how cruel she’d be. Christine laughed. “Is that all you’ve got? I’ve seen bigger in Junior School!”
Harsh indeed. And I’d sent her a Valentine’s card and chocolates. Interesting, though, how she tenderly collected my cloud and carried it home in her raincoat pocket.
Perhaps there’s hope for me, after all.