Robert Carey, aged eight
Part 2 of a short story series about the young Robert Carey - and in case you don't already have it, you can get part 1 as well, A Pest of a Boy.
You know teenage boys\’ socks? You know how they get more than just cheesy – they sort of harden and become crispy as well?
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Did you know that they then come to life after midnight and walk all over the place? No? Well, I trust my sons and know that they would never just leave foetid footwear hanging on furniture or on the sitting room floor where Holly the daffy dog can get at them and have a nice little chew on them.
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Therefore they must be coming to life and trotting off for adventures all over the house.
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It\’s the only explanation.