A collection of short stories written by Gareth Davies author of novels Maggie’s Milkman and Extraordinary Rendition. Over 800 free short stories and 100 poems. Please note all works are first drafts. Enjoy, leave comments, share on social media and be inspired.
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Friday, 28 March 2014
The massed ranks of frowners.
The teens were boisterous but not nasty, okay they were consumed
with themselves, not really noticing other people around them, but they weren’t
being out of order. Okay their language was a bit raw, but they weren’t being
too loud. And okay their amorous touches and
slurps were a bit much for public, but hey they were 15 what harm were they
So why were all the other people on the tram frowning and tut-tutting
at them? What had these 2 girls and 2 boys done to attract the wrath of the
middle-aged? I wasn’t frowning, I found them cute, reminding me of my own
teenaged years, (although I’d never had quite the success with girls that these
two lads were having.) I think their crimes was to remind the rest of us that
we were getting old, to remind us that we were no longer carefree and innocent
(or not so innocent judging by where her hands were.)
But when we were their age we were like that, we were loud and
selfish and horny, we used words that we shouldn’t have and we hated it when
the massed ranks of the grown up world tut-tutted at us. So why can’t we
forgive those who are behaving like we did? Why can’t we just let them be and
smile at their youth? When did we go from being the hated to being the haters?
And why does human nature make us repeat that cycle?
Then from nowhere the sound of thunder and the boys collapsing with
laughter, the taller one had let rip* and the tram filled with the most putrid
smell imaginable, I felt my face change, the smile disappear, the grooves on my
forehead formed. To my horror I had joined the frowners. *let rip = break wind If you enjoyed this, you might well enjoy my novel Maggie’s Milkman. Click here for more details.