Chapter 6: Oscar
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A boy stood at the bottom of his garden, at his feet was a deep hole, in his arms he cradled a large white box. Above his head clouds, burdened and black, waited for the right moment.
“Come on Eddie," a woman’s voice called from the kitchen window, “put the box down now – time for your tea... it’s fish fingers!”
The boy pulled the box closer to his chest; he looked up at the dark sky.
A louder, man’s voice, “For God’s sake put the dog in the hole and get inside boy! Look; accidents happen – get used to it! If I’d known you were going to act like this, I would never have bought you the damn animal; you’re certainly never having another one!”
The first drop slapped the boy’s cheek.
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