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A Bunch of Battlers

“Robyncandothatcan’tyouRobyn?”saidBillyconversationally
“Sheusedtomilkcowsallthetime”Robynshovedhimtomake
him shut up.
The lady, was used to the boastful ways of small boys, smiled at
himandsaidtoRobyn“Wouldyouliketohaveagolove?”
Robynslidontothestoolandmilkedexpertly“Seemsyouwere
rightyoungman”commentedthelady“ndwheredidyou
learn to dothatlove?”
“Ohatmygranny’sfarmonce”repliedRobynvaguely
“MynameisPenny”said thelady“Ihaven’tseenyoukidshere
before”
“I’mBillyandmysisterisRobyn”InformedBillyimportantly
“ndwe’vejustcomeoverhereandourbigbrother Peter has
gonetoseeaboutajoband”Robyninterrupted“We’rejust
livingoverthere”Shegesturedinthedirectionofthehighrise
flats“andwe’llbeleavinginafewweeksagain”Robyngavea
sharp look at Billy.
Penny nodded – She was used to the odd comings and goings of
the folk who lived in this poor area of the city. In fact, it was for
children such as these two, who seemed a bit lost and nervous,
that the farm had been set up. Contact with the animals such as
the gentle old cow was calming, and children soon found that the
farm was a place to feel relaxed and happy.
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