a pair of brown shoes

A Pair of Brown Shoes I once slapped my brother across the face, it hurt me more than him, the palm of my right hand is still red. You see, we lived in a small flat- I had bought a pair of shoes, they were un-walked in and shiny; was going to put them on that Saturday evening to impress my friends; but my brother beat me to it. I was so furious I cried; “it is only a pair of shoes,” my mother bleated in the background. This was fifty years ago I now know the difference of what is important and what is nothing to bother about, but sod it all... he shouldn’t have taken my fucking shoes