Friday, 6 February 2009

Kit part 2.

That nigt, Stephen was going to a party. He'd tried on three different shirts and asked Kit whic one he liked the best.

"The blue one," Kit said.

"I won't be back too late tonight," Stephen said. "But maybe a bit later than eleven. Don't tell mum or you'll get it. Understood?"

"Yeah."

"Don't tell Mrs Gough neither."

"I won't."

"Good. If you keep your end of the bargain, I'll get you a Snickers after football practice."

"Thanks."

"Only if you score a goal though," Stephen joked. He popped his collar and left. Kit went to the freezer and got himself a big bowl of Neapolitan icecream. It was his favourite, and when he was alone he could eat as muc of it as he wanted.

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