Boy on bicycle

A boy cycled past me and there was a pair of crutches in the surfboard holder at his side.

A world of possibilities.

They can’t have been his crutches, or else how could he cycle?

Are they for a friend? A relative? Or did he break his own ankle and has it now recovered, and he is taking the crutches back to wherever they came from, to gladly return them?

Or perhaps the crutches serve some other purpose. Maybe he’s taking them to build a fort, or knock one down, or catch a flightless bird, or trap an echidna.

Frankly, young boys on bicycles are a mystery to me.

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Nat Newman is an award-winning writer of short stories, podcasts, feature articles, ghostwritten books, drunk text messages and a novella. She is also an actor, voice artist, tour host and creative writing tutor.


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