A 2000 word short story
Jamie wanted to play with the other boys, but couldn’t risk it. If he was naughty, they’d send him away. They might say he was so naughty nobody could look after him.
The sun shone into his eyes, making him squint. Jamie longed to leave his red plastic seat on the patio. His bottom was numb. He wanted to stamp his feet until the pins and needles eased. Usually he loved being out in…