The young ladies sitting opposite us on the train, late on Friday afternoon, were casually dressed – but expensively so – and their haircuts cost more than my suit. Their accents were pure top-drawer; their folders revealed them to be pupils at a particularly prestigious girls’ boarding school.
The discussion turned to the fate awaiting some of their fellow students:
“Surely they won’t be suspended for having cigarettes?”
“No,” I leant over and replied. “The Headmistress will cane them on Monday morning – having left them to fret about their punishment over the weekend.” (Only I didn’t, of course. And she wouldn’t!)
One of their number looked particularly concerned for her friends. “I went pale when they said there’d be an inspection. Thank goodness they didn’t catch *me*.” (“No, young lady, they didn’t. But I shall be writing to your Headmistress this evening…”?)
Oh dear LOL So ‘poor’ all those girls around you 😉
“Only, I didn’t, of course.”
But, you should have! You could have finished it with a little wink…sort of leave her wondering if you meant it or not.
Well…it makes a better story that way, in any case. (before you start suggesting I have a sadistic streak…)