mr lord - a 100 word novel

Every day James watched Mr Lord from the end house in the village walk past slowly, leaning as though he wanted to drive the stick he used into the tarmac of the road. In summer he sometimes wore slippers and always stopped to wave when he saw James dodge out of sight behind the curtain. James wondered why the old man had to walk so slow when it was so much fun to run. At twenty seven James's knee could barely manage stairs and when he visited home he would stop and talk to Mr Lord, not yet a pensioner.

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