She had 3 kids under the age of 4.
From the outside, she seemed to be managing beautifully.
But behind closed doors it was a mini World War 3.
From 7am they would wreak havoc. Playfighting, hide and seek, Lego covering the floor, crayon on the walls. They were feisty.
She had a din in her ears from the moment they woke up.
She couldn’t wait for 7pm to come.
Their three tiny bodies tucked snugly under a duvet.
She’d tidy up, eat and escape by watching television until she passed out.
She slept until 7am and the war would restart.
#FLASHFICTION101 August 2021 SHORTLISTED ENTRY
All work remains copyright of the owner. No reproduction of this work is permitted without written permission from the author detailed here. If you wish to contact the author, please contact Tortive Theatre.