Lucy Vickery

Competition | 30 July 2011

Four letter word

Four letter word

In Competition No. 2706 you were invited to submit an entertaining and plausible piece of prose using words of only four letters.

‘This must hold some sick joke!’ wailed Shirley Curran. ‘Lucy, show more pity next time,’ pleaded Barry Baldwin. But you are clearly a masochistic lot; despite the howls of protest and pleas for future clemency, the challenge generated a big postbag. I allowed contractions, within reason, but extra points were awarded to those who managed to avoid them as much as possible. The winners get £25 each. The bonus fiver is Alan Millard’s.

‘Poor Jack,’ Jill says, ‘sore head, huge lump, deep scar!’
‘Poor Jill,’ says Jack, ‘deep scar, huge lump, sore head!’
They knew they were both hurt. Both fell down that high hill. More fool them! What next — this pair, both here, both down, none near?
‘Jack?’ Jill asks.
‘Jill?’ says Jack.
‘What next?’ Jill asks.
‘What next?’ says Jack.
They look away. They look back. Eyes meet eyes. They gaze then grin. Does Jack love Jill? Does Jill love Jack? Will Jack kiss Jill? Will Jill kiss Jack?  Time will tell.
When Jack, with Jill, came down that hill, they were very glad. What made them glad this tale must omit. They knew full well what made them feel glad. Each hill hike they took from then gave them much glee. Thus love will cure most ills. Will Jack fare well? Will Jill fare well? Fare well they will!
Alan Millard

Jane sees John next door.
Jane sees John take Dad’s Ford. John will take Jane away.
‘Come, Jane!’ ‘Cool,’ says Jane.
John goes very fast. Ride, John, ride! ‘Whee,’ says Jane. Jane sees road turn.

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