Finally, I got home a few minutes later, I stopped for a breather and look at the house, the place always gave me a feeling of safety and harmony, ‘go long son’ boomed my father’s voice I heard a whooshing noise through the air, it had to be a ball being thrown and instantly seconds later a loud thud and a grunt at the other end of the garden indicated Varak had caught the ball. I came through the house and watch the pair sat on the back doorstep.
‘Wow, that was fast but can you put more into it,’ Varak sarcasm would cost him
‘Ok, here’s the next one’ this time there was no way of tracking the projectile, a loud bang and dust blew into the air showed the ball lodged in the large reinforced wall which surrounded our estate,
Mother, step outside ‘if you like to stop playing destroy the home, then we can eat’ she jested
‘Yes, ma’am,’ Varak and father chorused rushing past me into the house, I looked at the wall damage it was two meters across. The repair bots already working to make the wall solid again.
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About the author.
Albert is an ex-royal air force photographer. He is passionate about novel writing and creative arts, his work can be seen on Amazon and Opensea. Albert also enjoys macro photography displayed on Instagram and gaming with his son and records them to replay on YouTube.