A Cold Snap
8.
I can remember exactly how it went. One of the oldest tricks in the book but lots of people honestly drop things as well and am I supposed to ignore all of those for the sake of a few fakers?
I thought not, at the time.
Apparently, a little kindness doesn't go a long way as my mother once told me. Rather, it gets trampled in the mud. And it was. Trampled in the mud.
And I was a child and embarrassed and naïve and thought I could hide it and wash it off and forget it and it wouldn't happen again.
But it did. And again. And, at some point, I realised that wasn't the case but it was too late to do anything else.
