OOPS 1
“OOPS” “Brrrrring Brrrrring” “shit” I swore, I didn’t need the doorbell ringing, I was already running late and was still feeding Becky and she was chewing my nipple a little too hard. I grabbed my bag and opened the door to see a teenage boy standing there with his hand held out clutching a bar of chocolate, mouth wide open in surprise as he spotted Becky suckling greedily away. I guessed that it was yet another fund raising drive so quickly grabbed a 20 out of my purse and swapped the chocolate for the 20 saying “happy to support your fundraising but I’m in a bit of a hurry so keep the change as a donation” as I walked off briskly to the street and round the corner before he could get more than an …