For dedicated ship spotter Ken, the appearance of the mighty supertanker The Bostonian at his local harbour on the last leg of its final voyage, is a sight too important to miss. However, school bully Max has other ideas ...
Genre: FICTION / Short Stories (single author)This is a short story. It sells a few copies a month. Nothing spectacular, but it sells on its own without promotion.
It all came down to time.
As the final school bell rang, Ken bolted from his seat, dragging his rucksack behind him like a slow child and then swinging it up over his shoulder. He got to the door just far enough ahead of Max to slip through then slam it back on the bully’s face. He heard a grunt of pain followed by a series of expletives. There would be no escape this time. He would get a beating one way or another. He only hoped he could dodge it long enough to get to the port and see the supertanker before it left.
He reached the end of the corridor and burst out through the double doors into the school gardens, beyond which was the playground, and beyond that the bicycle parking area. Before the doors swung shut behind him he heard Max screaming something into a mobile phone; wasting vital seconds calling up his cronies from other homerooms. On a Tuesday Class 3-3 had P.E. in sixth period, so Max’s vicious mates, Tim and Mikey, were able to get to the bikes quick enough to cut Ken off, but today was Wednesday and 3-3 had science. All Ken had to do was stay ahead of Max and the ship would be his.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Roberto Spigarelli
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Marina García Rodríguez
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