The Prison Lady

I went to hand over the cash we had raised after the first school swimming gala to the bursar.

TomTom accompanied me.
Much counting and signing and Tom showing off his “medals” with Rick making all the right noises from behind the hatch at the bursar’s office.
As we left, Tom says to me: “We call her the Prison Lady. You see all the bars she’s behind? Look, even her door has burglar bars!”
Oh, I said, I wonder if she has to sleep in there all night?
“No”, he says airily, “she has her own keys”.

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When I told Rick about this, she told me how one little kid had peered at her through the bars and asked:
“Do you have food?”

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