A Drabble of Fun

‘Stop that noise now,’ yelled Pam up the stairs to her noisy teenagers and their equally noisy music.  She needn’t have bothered; it made no difference.  She flung her arms in the air in despair then went into the kitchen and made herself a nice cup of tea.  Still the music pounded in her ears.  She took her drink and a small plate of biscuits into the family room and settled into the big armchair.  Suddenly the noise stopped.  Pam smiled to herself in smug satisfaction as she looked down at the hearing aids she now held in her hand.

Pat Woodcock 20.03.2011