The Curtains

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Hiya!" Jackie greets, probably not noticing what we're doing right now

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Hiya!" Jackie greets, probably not noticing what we're doing right now. Well, what the boys were doing.

"Hold on, Grandma, hold on!"

"What's going on?" Jackie asks me

"Hi, Mum. Grandma's hair's stuck," Adam explains for me

"What?"

"Her hair's stuck. Just undo it!" He shouts to Johnny

"I'm trying to! the door won't open!"

"Oh Jesus," I mutter

"Mum?" Jackie asks, coming out of the doorway and towards the disaster

"Hello, Jackie!" Grandma greets

"Undo the window!"

"What do you think I am trying to do?!" Jonny shouts

"Hurry up!"

"Wait, maybe if I..." he presses a button and the alarm goes off.

"Is that the police?" Grandma asks

"I'm going inside!" I walk in and head straight for the kitchen, leaving my coat on. I check Martin's not here before opening the cleaning cupboard and taking out his secret chocolate stash.

"What are you doing?" Jonny asks from behind me

"Drinking bleach," I slam the cupboard shut and turn around to face the two brothers, leaving my chocolate in there "did you get Grandma out?"

"Yeah, cause Jonny's a dickhead," Adam walks over to the kitchen doorway

"I'm not a dickhead, am I?" Jonny questions quietly

"Course not," I kiss his lips gently "just a bit of a twat,"

"Boys, Lizzie, we've got something to show you!" Jackie says and we work our way to the doorway

"Really?"

"You'll see. Come on, Mum," Jackie starts to lead her mother away

"Grandma's going to do a strip for us?" Jonny jokes

"Hello, Bambinos and Chica!" Martin greets, coming out of the bathroom

"With your father?" I add and look up at Jonny who's grinning happily.

"Hello, Martin!" Grandma greets

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

"Brilliant," I say loudly, knowing neither of them can hear

"Sorry, my hearing machine's not very..."

"No top tonight, Dad?" Adam interrupts

"I'm baking." for a solid 10 seconds, I was lost on how he was baking, and why that meant he was shirtless. Then, it hit me, he meant warm. When I look up, I see Grandma squeezing Martin's mamboobs

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