Lost Sock

 22nd March 2024.

I had just got changed in to my work clothes and was heading down to lunch when grandfather walked in to the flat, went to his bedroom before reappearing a minute later with one of his green boot socks which he started wafting about in my face whilst demanding to know where the other one to it was.

"What have you done with my other sock?" He asked, once again flicking my face with it.

I tried to ignore it as I was used to this sort of thing, it was done to intimidate me in to some kind of reaction that he could crush me over.

"I don't know where your sock is, I've not touched it.

"You did! I put them in the laundry basket and this is all you've brought me back." He announced with a certain amount of glee as he held he sock so close to my face it was touching my nose. 

I was hardly managing to contain myself and was on the very edge of grabbing the sock from his hand. I'm not sure what I would have done with it then, I didn't get the chance to find out as he quickly pulled it way as if he had read my thoughts.

"Well I don't know, it'll be somewhere around." I told him.

"Get it found this afternoon. Useless girl!" He said as he walked off, throwing the sock at me as he went.

I quickly followed him as it was lunch time and god forbid I was late, even if it were down to him holding me up with his stupid sock.