Matt Batchelor
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The Picture Book
Arthur hung up the incoming call without looking at the screen. He knew who it was, he knew the few words they’d mutter, then the torrent of anger that would follow when he told them the bad news. He’d tried so hard to get the money but even after pawning everything he owned he’d missed the mark by thousands. Now all he could do was sit on this warm park bench beneath the sun, and think about all of the things he’d miss. Hell maybe they wouldn’t kill him, but he definitely wouldn’t be in a state for any strolls through the park anytime soon. He watched the children playing, the ducks in the pond, and the gently swaying branches for a few more moments before burying his face in his hands.
By Matt Batchelor5 years ago in Criminal
Little Mouse
Little Mouse had had a very hard day. They were hungry and wet and cold, and they were sitting next to the very still body of their very good friend Littler Mouse. Littler Mouse had been very still for a very long time now. They had skittered much slower after they had been hurt by Angry Mouse. Their fur had got redder and redder as they skittered and skittered, and then when there was too much red there was no more skittering at all. Little Mouse very much enjoyed going on mouse-sized adventures with Littler Mouse but now they worried that there would be no more adventures, because Littler Mouse was not skittering anymore. Skittering was a very important part of adventures, because there were many things to skitter to and away from. Maybe if they had skittered away from Angry Mouse faster, Littler Mouse would not be so red, and they would still be skittering together now.
By Matt Batchelor5 years ago in Families
