Mice

Mice Mice in the shed, she demanded I do something. I found three mice, surprisingly easy to catch like they had been saved. Living on old newspapers and still -born manuscripts not much of a diet. Kill them she demanded. I put them in a shoebox made a few holes and gave them some bread crumbs. In the tall grass, by the road verge I let them out, that is they would rather stay in the box. Finally, they got the message and disappeared. I looked up and said: “What about it God any chance to win on the lotto?