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Part 5

Dinner time had become an elaborate affair. Each evening the condiments, plates and cutlery would float out of their perches and parade through the house to the kitchen, before settling on the dining room table with a flourish.

The food jumped onto Pandora’s plate and smiled up at her as she beamed back down at the plate. As she shovelled forkfuls into her mouth she could hear the peas joyful squealing as they slid down her throat like happy children on a water slide.

Ellie Stanton