The Lucky News Boy
I peddled furiously to make my last call of the morning. It was the last paper in my bag to be delivered. Just as I parked my bike outside the house, a car shot out of the drive with screeching tyres nearly knocking me over, and sped off down the close to the main road. My parents had very little money, and so the money from the news round was my main source of pocket money. Today being Saturday I had planned to go to the model shop with Terry my best friend and squander some of my hard earned...