It was Winter and the GLasgow pavements were part snow and part slush. Morag gingerly walked along the street Under grey skies. Where she could she clung on to railings for stability. She was shocked when the snowball narrowly missed her head. A few seconds later another hit her ankle. She turned to see a grinning Hamish, the college bully, making another snowball. Morag was bracing herself for a miserable onslaught when Alexander showed up and pushed Hamish over with his face in the snow, picked up his sack and threw it up so that it caught near the top of a lamppost. Alexander walked Morag home before heading on his own way.
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