In Which A Mother Becomes Upset When Her Son Is Criticized #flash #microcosms

‘Mrs. Spindle? A moment?’

Celeste Spindle aka Suction-Woman jumped. She managed to catch her breath before she pulled the Headmistress, Magnificat Jameson aka Weave-Wonder, off her feet. ‘Sorry. Miles away.’

‘It’s Horace. I felt we needed a word.’

Celeste’s second heart sank pulling her first out of kilter. ‘Yes?’

‘He’s being rather disruptive.’

‘Really?’ Though Celeste wasn’t surprised. ‘Are his powers not developing?’

‘It’s not that. We all feel he has the makings of a fine superhero. It’s just recently he’s away in this dream world…’

‘Dream world?’

‘Take yesterday. He told Marvelette there’s a planet full of people without superpowers and they use machines.’

‘No!’ Celeste covered her mouth as the Head ducked, narrowly avoiding some flying garbage.

‘Careful dear. Now, are there problems at home? How’s Gerald’s job hunt?’

Celeste frowned. ‘It’s hard. Super-strength isn’t enough these days. He needs finesse.  He’ll have to retrain.’

‘I just wondered. Do you think he’s watching something, erm, inappropriate that Horace might have seen?’

Celeste felt her face burn. ‘What do you mean?’

‘I’ve heard there this new download. Life on Dull, full of graphic images of men using lawn-cutting machines and women in a box making food. Has he…’ Mrs. Jameson’s goggled as Celeste sucked in a large breath, ripping a climbing frame from its moorings, sending it bouncing towards the sandpit.

‘How dare you.’  Celeste gasped and sent the rocking crocodile spiraling past the soccer nets.

Mrs. Jameson sighed.  This always happened on Tuesdays. Waving to the Head of Maths aka Gag-o-God they contained Celeste’s rippling lips and wove her a protective net. ‘Put her in Lost Parents, please. Horace can collect her after school. He can use that wheeled thing he brought.’ She smiled at her colleague.  ‘Hopefully, next time she sounds off, she won’t hurt anyone.’

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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9 Responses to In Which A Mother Becomes Upset When Her Son Is Criticized #flash #microcosms

  1. Ritu says:

    You and your mind His Geoffleship 🤪

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I knew this would be good as soon as I saw a character named Mrs. Spindle. Another winner, Geoff. Hugs.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Super stuff, Geoff.

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  4. JT Twissel says:

    LOL, I live on the island of Lost Parents!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. willowdot21 says:

    OMG men using lawn cutting machines, women in boxes preparing food..
    Come on , next you’ll be telling me they move around in smelly metal things and watch screens….. Really!!

    Liked by 1 person

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