Sunday 23 January 2011

Twenty three

The space jellyfish came to John in the night. He was used to it by now and did not even bother to lift his head out of the fridge.

GIVE ME TEA AND THE OFFICIAL SCRABBLE LIST OF TWO LETTER WORDS

it demanded.

John unscrewed the milk and sniffed it experimentally, "Sorry mate, you know I can't. Mum's orders. I don't even know where it is."

The jelly fish did not respond and continued to hover patiently.

John closed the fridge and turned to look at the floating gelatinous mass, "I think she might, you know, sleep with it nestled to her or something? Maybe she's buried it?"

THAT'S OKAY

said the jelly fish

JUST THE TEA WILL BE FINE THANKS.

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