FF – Gloves


Rochelle’s own photo this week. And a rushed post from me. It’s nice to have time to write at all!



“Where’s your gloves, now?” Sadie asked, exasperated.

“Dunno.” There was something in Evan’s voice that said he did.

“That’s four pairs gone!” Sadie yelled. “And it’s minus nine out there!”

Evan pulled his sleeves down over his hands.

“Fine. Let’s go or you’ll miss the bus,” she half pushed him out and down the drive.

On the way back to the house, she detoured into the field to check the trough hadn’t frozen. Beside it, she found a neat pile of mittens and a note in messy letters she knew so well.

“Put on you feet,” she read, “Itz cold.”


Filed under Friday Fiction, Writing

21 responses to “FF – Gloves

  1. Loved “put on your feet”.

  2. Aawww that’s such a sweet tale – she can’t be angry with him for that. Lovely 🙂

  3. Dear Jennifer,

    Aw, he’s looking out for the poor horses. I could see a child doing just this. Too bad horses don’t read. Sweet tale.



  4. Ah.. that’s compassion… love the thought, but I’m not sure the horses can use mittens. But it’s the thought that counts.

  5. Perfect! I thought perhaps the gloves were being given to a needy school friend. How delightful that the friends were animals.

  6. michael1148humphris

    I have often wondered why so many gloves are left abandoned . Loved this.

  7. Aww, that’s so cute. The childish scrawl helps to sell it, too.

  8. This was so sweet. Kids can surprise you at times.
    Great, touching story. Well done.
    xx Rowena

  9. What a sweet story! Very touching and well written.

  10. I admire that kind of compassion. I’m sure the note brought a lump to Mom’s throat.

  11. Sweet – and exactly the kind of thing a kid would do!

  12. That was great, brings out a big “awww…” at the end.

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