The Boxing Club, by Fliss Zakaszewska

(F.F.F. Website Story)

Ruby stared at me in horror. “What on earth have you done?”

There was panic in her voice.

“What, this?” I touched the bruise under my eye, then the egg-sized bump above it. My nose had at least stopped bleeding.

“Yes! You only went to collect Charlie from boxing.”

“Yeah, I thought I’d get in the ring and have a go.”

“You’re joking!”

“Yep. Just kidding. Nasty step got my feet then my face had an argument with the pavement. Face lost. Popped in to say I won’t be at work tomorrow.” I grinned. It hurt to smile. “Bye.”

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