Anna was now with Paul, and as a part of any couple, she had to assume various “duties”. And Paul had a son. More duties. She didn’t particularly relish them, but… she and Paul were now a team.
Which led to…Sports Day! Anna was vaguely “sporty” herself. She regularly went to the gym and had just become involved in the squash league at work, so she did not mind one bit watching the little – and not so little – children having fun.
The big test of the day was meeting Paul’s ex-wife for the first time, but in this relaxed setting, the meeting passed without incident.
Jake took part in his race, but he was not finished yet.
– Come on, dad, you’ll be good.
– What do you think?
laughed Paul, as he saw Anna approaching.
– Go for it, you could do with getting more active!
she joked. And before Paul knew what was happening, he had been entered into the Parents’ Sack Race, the finale event at the end of the day.
At the appointed time, Paul was limbering up. At the start line, on your marks, get set, GO! Paul started bunny-hopping in his sack. He hopped faster and faster but could still see he was in fourth or fifth place. Faster, faster…
The last thing Paul saw of the race was the other eight parents hopping past him, as he tripped and tasted the dirt.
It was just as well Anna was too busy laughing to reflect on the wonderful specimen she had chosen!
for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC), perfunctory.
I’ve written a background to these characters, in the posts below.