The J Story
Jay entered the room and stopped dead. “Jerry! What do you think you’re doing?”
“Just doing my homework, Mum.”
Jay surveyed the scene, while attempting to banish thoughts of extra work from her mind. Jam neatly spread all over a jumper laid out on the bedspread. Juice in a glass jug standing on the jam at a precarious angle. Jelly wobbling on top.
Jutting out from the mess was a sheet of paper. Jay picked it up and read the typed words. “Join disparate items together to make an abstract sculpture.”
Jay turned back to the mess. “Just one thing; they’re not disparate – they all begin with J.”
Jauntily, Jerry grinned. “Just testing you.”
Jay nodded. “Just so.”
To US readers:
- For jam, read jelly.
- For jelly, read jello.
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