Time for some Flash Fiction from children’s author Jemima Pett and that is more than appropriate as you will see when you read the story….. torches at the ready.
Christmas Lights by Jemima Pett
We sat in darkness. No lights on the Christmas tree, no television.
“Oh dear!” Grandmother’s querulous voice said it all, really.
“I think we blew a fuse,” I said, getting to my feet, wondering what lay between me and the door, since I’d been too engrossed in the film to notice what baby Evie had been playing with. “Don’t worry, I’ll soon have it fixed. Just stay where you are, Gran.”
A howl showed Evie’s direction. I shuffled over, kicking building blocks, or something like them, out of the way, managing not to sprain my ankle. I picked her up, producing more howls.