THE KITTEN 

By Tessa Harvey

    "Supper's ready," sang out his dad. They were allowed to balance plates on their knees as soccer was on. The crowd were roaring. Ham and eggs were delicious! And so was the rare treat of a box of chocolates to share.
    "Wow, dad, you got the promotion?!" Anne asked, eyes shining as the light was switched on. "Got ?motion dadda," echoed small Harry, who was three.
    Henry looked at Anne. She was two years younger and he thought she was the best sister in the world. She loved the same phone games and fun apps he did and was a good sport.
    The boy looked back at his homework and wondered about the other person they studied - Chaos.  It sounded exciting.
    Next day as the class trooped out at the end of the morning to gleefully disperse for lunch, Henry lingered, trying to look as though he were gathering up pencils, folders and dropping them.
    The teacher looked at him. He was quite a small man and wore an unfashionable tweed jacket as if from a bygone era.
    As he spoke, the overhead lights glinted on his spectacles. Mr. Bryant was nobody's fool. In one half-hour, he had unerringly identified the five troublemakers in the class. Without sarcasm, but with firmness and a degree of candour, the man had asserted his authority, but, most of all, shown himself to be caring and smart. "Sir, I want to know about that god called Chaos."

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