A 99 word piece of flash fiction for Charli’s challenge: something not allowed. I’d forgotten that often in the UK the interdiction is preceded by a polite ‘please’. I rather like the French equivalent—’pelouse interdite’ which translates as ‘forbidden lawn’.
‘Keep off the grass’. One of the first things she learned to read. The neat little notice stuck neatly on its little stick in a sea of smooth close-clipped green. With the years, the fear of stepping where feet were not allowed turned into a terror of stepping out into any open space, jumping into the placid water of swimming pools, entering examination halls, impeccably carpeted rooms. It took a student dare, to scale the railings of the park at midnight, make love in the middle of a summer silvery lawn, to end it. Grass didn’t bite after all.