Nightmare

Maybe it was an exaggeration to call them a nightmare. Mostly because it was the day they seeped mischief into instead of the night.

The moment they arrived – always unannounced, so there was no way of preparing for it – chaos descended and peace was shattered. Cliched words, perhaps, but so appropriate; how can such small things make this much noise and create so much disruption?

A calmer storm might be brought in on the back of a hurricane or flood. At least someone might rescue you fr...