I’m writing to explain why I did not submit my story for your esteemed competition. It’s because I suck. And because I have a toddler. And because the story has only one line. ‘Whose idea was this?’ Well, mine. And I was very excited about it. Until the week I had to write the story was the one week my husband had to work in his city office. Which meant he wasn’t here to ply me with White Russians until…
