Kelvin Farquhar entered every competition he could lay his hands on. Businesses were forever running promotions with attractive rewards and prizes. Kelvin had never won a thing. He would love to win a car. But what he most wanted was to win was a house. Once a month the Heart Foundation ran a raffle for a house!
Kelvin Farquhar didn’t have that much money. There was no way he could afford a house on his meagre income. His old car rattled and puffed. When that stopped he didn’t quite know what he was going to do. Winning a house would help him get by.
There’s no doubt that Fate can change everything in a flash! Today was the day the house draw took place. Would the phone ring? Kelvin Farquhar had worked out that they would probably phone the winner in the afternoon, so he drove to get the groceries in the morning.
On the way his car overheated. It was no good for anything after that except towing away. And he never won the house either.
Oh well, walking is cheaper.
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Don’t I know that walking is cheaper! This story is semi-autobiographical!
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You upped my hopes all the way to the climax and when I came tot the point where his car overheated, I said, wow, this is the moment this Kevin Somebody is going to burn in some real hell fire…
Nice little twist, nevertheless!
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Yes, come to think of it, I should’ve given him at least 2nd degree burns. I’m getting lackadaisical.
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The mood will pass.
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House that for a sad ending
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it was all a dream
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House is where you make it
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