Reluctant

“Eight year olds don’t have imaginary friends,” said her mother.

Reluctantly, Les packed an imaginary bag with imaginary money, clothing and food for Jess and sent him on his way.

“Don’t talk to yourself,” said her mother.

“I’m talking to Jess,” explained Les. “He’s back. Didn’t like his new family.”

Thud, Jess dropped his bag.