by Dawn Knox
Typical. The first time anyone of quality’s come into my shop and she has to ask for the impossible.
No wonder my rival suggested she came here.
‘Can you do it? I need an answer now,’ the lady asks impatiently, ‘They must be ready in time for the King’s Ball on Saturday.’
‘Yes!’ I say confidently, amazed at my impulsiveness.
Suppose I fail?
On the other hand, suppose I succeed?
Well, I’ve got nothing to lose
and if I pull it off, I’ll go down in history as the first cobbler to have successfully
made a pair of glass slippers.