Jason turns and runs backwards.
“Come on, Peter! Even running backwards I’m still faster than you!”
For years, I’ve had to endure his condescension. Jason’s better than me at everything and not shy about letting me know.
He can’t see the lamppost coming, though.
Perhaps there’s a God, after all.
Bill lives in Aberdeen, Scotland. His writing regularly amazes and astonishes readers, but usually for the wrong reasons.
Ha! Your story reminds me of a line from one of my poems: “Running backwards as fast as you can won’t make you any younger.” 🙂
delicious redress
Ha! Funny.
Just desserts, I’d say. Well done.
Justice in whatever form is always appreciated.