Young Writers

She called it ‘Lucy’
Emily Mannix

“At the rise of the sun the clock struck one.

Kick, thump, roll. Kick, thump, roll. Tom’s shoes camouflaged with the dust on which he stood, kicking the soccer ball against the wall. It wasn’t really much of a soccer ball, it had been once – but now it was a tired piece of leather, the outer layer had been blasted off years ago by the next rising star …”