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The Competition

by Jan Hurst-Nicholson
Originally published by on 04/03/2017

As soon as the boy saw it he knew it would be a winner - but it was well out of reach. He stared longingly through the high fence surrounding the manicured private estate.

He saw his opportunity when the gates swished open and a shiny black Mercedes glided out. He quickly slipped inside, careful not to be seen. Technically he would be a thief.

It stood before him, laden with its huge spiky seeds. The biggest horse chestnut tree he’d ever seen. He hurriedly filled his pockets. Bound to be a ten-er amongst them.

He came. He saw. He ‘conkered’.

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