LITTLE BLACK BALLS (1)

LITTLE BLACK BALLS (1)

" What are these little black balls ? " said Mum in a loud voice.

She was standing there holding a pair of my jeans in one hand and the little black balls in the other.

I wasn't sure what to say.

She wasn't going to take it.
Mum usually checks the pockets before she puts my jeans in the wash.

I should have emptied them. But I forgot. Now jeans were all stained.

" Well..." I began.

" Come on, sally " said Mum.
She thrust the little black balls under my nose.
" Out with it. "

I just looked at my toes for a bit.
Then I took a deep breath.
It was no good stalling, " Goat poo, " I said.

" Goat poo " shrieked Mum.
She threw the droppings on the floor and scrubbed at her hands with a towel.

Then she turned on me with flaming eyes.

I could tell that she was just about to do something silly.
Like ground me for a month. Or stop my pocket money.

" I can explain " I said.
 " You won't be mad when I tell you what happened. Just give me a chance. "

I took another deep breath and launched into my explanation

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