Cottesloe Beach: A Short Story

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“Do we have to go, mum?” moaned the teen girl. “Yeah, Cottesloe Beach sucks,” whined the 12-year-old boy. “Quit complaining you two, your grandfather is very lonely,” snapped mum. “You know how he has been since your grandmother passed, it will be nice of you two to show some compassion, I’m sure he will be happy to see you,” said the mother enthusiastically. “Whatever, grandpa won’t be happy to see us anyway he never is,” grumbled the siblings as they exited the room dragging their feet. Reluctantly the kids boarded their flight from Adelaide to Perth. “Well that flight was crap, let’s hurry up and get to grandpa’s.” After a 2-hour delay mums’ mood was as stormy as the weather. Their grandfather’s house was situated 2 minutes from the beach. You could smell the salty air and hear the waves crashing, …show more content…

Grandpa and Mum prepared a tasteless soup with undercooked, powdery potatoes, an undesirable meal that had pretty much summed up the twin’s time at Cottesloe Beach, boring and dull. “Thanks, Grandpa, that was delicious,” lied the siblings. “Hey grandpa, how’d you lose your leg?” blurted out the young boy. Grandpa face completely dropped you could see how much this subject disturbed him. You could cut the tension with a knife. After anxiously awaiting his response, grandpa finally looked like he was about to say something. Grandpa got up from the table and hobbled towards his favourite chair. “Let me tell you a story,” grumbled grandpa. Grandpa had always secretly liked it when his grandchildren came to visit, he just wasn’t sure how to get into their world. “Maybe this is my chance,” thought grandpa. The kids’ faces beamed with excitement as they sprinted towards grandpa’s chair, ready to hear the story of his missing leg. “I haven’t always been this grumpy, I know this might be hard to believe but I used to be a champion surfer,” said grandpa

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