- Messages
- 277
It was too damn cold today; Jai knew that because the morning frost was still crunching underfoot at nine in the morning. Seemingly defiant of the cold, he exited the large stone cottage where his adoptive parents lived in nothing more than jeans and a faded flannelet t-shirt. "Jai!" called his mother from the kitchen window where she was folding clothes on the table. "You crazy boy, come in and let me give you a jacket!". The sweet, tidy lady flapped a brown tracksuit top out of the window at Jai as he passed, which was completely ignored. She sighed and tucked a loose strand of brown hair back into her bun. That boy never listened to a word she said unless it suited him. Luckily it suited him to be obedient eighty percent of the time. She supposed that allowing himself to be tucked into bed after he caught a chill would be part of that eighty percent, so it was on his own head if he did. The boy just did as he pleased otherwise, and today what pleased him was to go into the woodland off the park and continue building his tree house. From his left hand swung a red bag that was stuffed with rudimentary tools filched from the garden shed; a hammer, nails, a half empty tube of wood glue and for some odd reason, a spanner. Everything else that he needed was already high in the trees, most likely marinating under a blanket of frost. Brilliant.
Jai did not down from the canopy until hours later with his mouth stuffed with nails and his fingers scraped from the bark. He'd only allowed a single rope with no knots in it to permit him entry, and not one other child had managed to disturb his makeshift domain. For a tree house made by an eleven year old, it was fairly impressively made. The roof was airtight and stable and Jai had only one wall to go and the balcony to make. The balcony was easier since he needn't make a floor; a branch thicker that two adults put together served well enough for that, and only a rail need to be put up to secure it. No one else had ever come there before and Jai wasn't about to start letting them. As far as he knew, no one even knew it was there - until now. His sneakered feet made a soft thump on the leafy ground as he turned and sighted a very beautiful little girl only moments away from him. Don't see me, don't see me- he pleaded inwardly, removing the nails from his mouth and shoving them in his pocket. It was too late. She had seen him, and was coming over.
Jai did not down from the canopy until hours later with his mouth stuffed with nails and his fingers scraped from the bark. He'd only allowed a single rope with no knots in it to permit him entry, and not one other child had managed to disturb his makeshift domain. For a tree house made by an eleven year old, it was fairly impressively made. The roof was airtight and stable and Jai had only one wall to go and the balcony to make. The balcony was easier since he needn't make a floor; a branch thicker that two adults put together served well enough for that, and only a rail need to be put up to secure it. No one else had ever come there before and Jai wasn't about to start letting them. As far as he knew, no one even knew it was there - until now. His sneakered feet made a soft thump on the leafy ground as he turned and sighted a very beautiful little girl only moments away from him. Don't see me, don't see me- he pleaded inwardly, removing the nails from his mouth and shoving them in his pocket. It was too late. She had seen him, and was coming over.