Semordnilap

© Ayr/Gray

The Unicorn Challenge.

A magical new weekly writing opportunity from him – C. E. Ayr – and me.
The rules are
Maximum of 250 words.
Inspired by photo prompt.
That’s it.

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Semordnilap

Look at Tom and David, traipsing along the woodland path, hands in their pockets, scuffing their feet.
Hey, that stone almost hit my ankle – watch what you’re doing, lads!
I’ll take a wild guess and say they’re not going to the football match.
Oh no, not them.
Not today.
They have mothers who say Sundays are for Sunday school.
Enthusiasm is sorely lacking.

‘D’you think God likes football?’
It’s Tom’s question.
David grins.
‘Of course he does. If God made everything, he made football. He must like it.’
‘But he’s not allowed to be at a football match on a Sunday?’
‘Och, he can go if he likes. Nobody tells him what to do.’
‘Well that’s not fair. Why can we not go then?’
You can see David thinking.
‘Well…’
‘Well?’
‘He can’t help being there. He’s everywhere. He can be in two places at the one time.’
‘How can he do that?’
‘He just can.’
They walk on in silence.
Tom’s not satisfied.
‘What if God’s a woman? Would he – she – still like football?’
You see them look at each other, shake their heads.
Some questions are just too big.

Suddenly – because they always appear when you need them – a huge, happy dog materialises.
Delighted, the boys grin and chase after it.
It leads them straight to the match – but you’ll have guessed that already.
Laughing, they creep through the gap in the fence that is their own private turnstile.
They’ll worry about their mothers later.

In cane speramus!