My Crooked Finger

Photo by Tetiana SHYSHKINA on Unsplash

I must have been around eleven. We ran out of class into the playground, like feral beasts being released from a cage. One of my best friends, in a wild show of exuberance, kicked out at me as I ran in front of him. There was no malice intended or any ill will. We were just two stupid boys doing what stupid boys do. Automatically I put my hand out to prevent his boot connecting…

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Nigelleaney

Nigelleaney

Recently retired and completed MA in creative writing. Trying for the writer’s life with no more excuses about the day job. Named top writer in music.