Throwing Stones

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 23, 2018

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Throwing Stones.

Looks like they will be at it again,” Hetty said to her sister, Ethel.

She made her way slowly over to the table with the pot of tea. Ethel had already laid out a plate of home baked scones.

Who’s that?” she asked.

Those kids again,” Hetty said, knowing that she did not need to add more. They were from across the road, a group of them. For some reason they had decided that the sisters were witches and now, every so often, liked to throw stones at their window. Both sisters had already come to the conclusion that the attacks took place when the parents were out.

The stones were not large, and came from a sufficient distance not to damage the glass. The kids aim was not so good either; a lot of the missiles hit the wall and just bounced harmlessly to the ground.

We should teach them a lesson,” said Ethel, biting in to a scone, thickly spread with jam and butter.

Maybe you’re right,” Hetty replied, sipping her tea. “Shall we?”

Oh, I think the time is right, don’t you.”

Without moving from the table, both sisters turned to the window, and as the stones came near to the glass they sent them flying back.Their aim was more accurate going by the yelps, the fleeing footsteps.

There’s nothing wrong with a bit of magical power, is there!” Hetty said.

Not at all,” replied Ethel, cutting open another scone.


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