Boys 'n Toys by Joan Gilfillan
Bring toys with you next time” he told her, with a glint in his eye. She glinted back and pondered as she left him.
Only when she saw his disappointment did she realise he hadn‘t meant Lego. She smiled inwardly, though, she definitely had tiddly winks tucked away at home.
Joan Gilfillan would like to dedicate this small piece of work to Paul, who plays no part in the above story but, rather, has found her. Amen to that.
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