This week’s FF picture, courtesy of Lauren Moscato by way of Amy Reese put me instantly in mind of two of my favourite recurring characters. It being April 1st, I should probably have come up with something more foolish, but Matty and Luke stories always seem to arrive fully formed, and I can do little more than transcribe (and cut; this one started out >150 words). I hope you enjoy, I welcome your comments either way though.
Technically this story comes with a LANGUAGE WARNING.
“Look,” said Luke, “A magic portal!”
“Or the builders fucked up,” Matty replied.
I nearly put the car through a window. “Matty!”
“Uncle Jason says it means made a mistake,” he sounded innocent; I couldn’t see his face.
“It does, but it’s not something we say in polite company.” God, I sounded like my mother.
“What’s polite about us?”
He had a point. Luke had a finger halfway up his nose and I’d just beeped some idiot pedestrian.
“Our language,” I said, burning and burying good parenting, “And the fact that my sons don’t answer back if they want McDonalds.”