| Author: | Michael White | ISBN: | 9781476081977 |
| Publisher: | Michael White | Publication: | April 27, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Michael White |
| ISBN: | 9781476081977 |
| Publisher: | Michael White |
| Publication: | April 27, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
"Keith had a problem with some things but others were okay. Matchsticks, for example. He did not like them. When he had started work at the office the canteen chairs were not so good either. It was the way the chair legs scraped on the floor if someone moved them. It made him wince, and he definitely did not like that. It was a bit like fingernails running down a blackboard to him, he thought. There were lots of good things he liked too, though.
The office was a nice place. He had worked there for three years now, and he always enjoyed packing his sandwiches in the morning, checking he had his keys (to get back in when he came home) and then setting off to work on his bicycle. His mum was not too sure about him having a bicycle, but he was twenty three, which is quite old, and besides he always took great care when he was on the road and especially if he was in traffic. The way to and back from work was not too busy though, and sometimes he cheated if the road was busy and went on the pavement at the big roundabout that turned into the road where he worked...."
"Keith had a problem with some things but others were okay. Matchsticks, for example. He did not like them. When he had started work at the office the canteen chairs were not so good either. It was the way the chair legs scraped on the floor if someone moved them. It made him wince, and he definitely did not like that. It was a bit like fingernails running down a blackboard to him, he thought. There were lots of good things he liked too, though.
The office was a nice place. He had worked there for three years now, and he always enjoyed packing his sandwiches in the morning, checking he had his keys (to get back in when he came home) and then setting off to work on his bicycle. His mum was not too sure about him having a bicycle, but he was twenty three, which is quite old, and besides he always took great care when he was on the road and especially if he was in traffic. The way to and back from work was not too busy though, and sometimes he cheated if the road was busy and went on the pavement at the big roundabout that turned into the road where he worked...."
