I’ll mend it, he says. It’ll be fun, he says.
I turn around and see the big gaping hole in his much-loved towel and try my darndest not to give him the look of
Are you serious?
I know he is.
Does the hero mend the much-loved towel only to return it to the mending pile next week?
Does the heroine save the day by buying a new towel?
Does someone on the beach appreciate the exquisite mending and borrow it permanently – as happened to its predecessor?
How would you finish this story?
Watch this space…