Category Archives: The Takeaway Kid

Chapter Four Where were his parents?  Ken reassessed the door but there was no Be Right Back sign or statement giving a clue as to their whereabouts.  Then the phone broke the silence, making him jump. ‘Hello, Canton Kitchen?’ he uttered. ‘Son?’ ‘Dad.’ ‘Your mother is in hospital.’ ‘What? What happened? Is she okay?’ ‘She’sContinue reading “Chapter Four”

Chapter Three Time, as it usually proved to be, was not going to be the best medicine in this circumstance; even when he returned to the takeaway after school, Ken Jin found himself ducking and diving around the grey worktops in a bid to avoid any form of contact with his irate father. During theContinue reading “Chapter Three”

When the bell signalled the end of lunch break, Ken dusted down his charcoal trousers after having performed a spectacular last-ditch sliding tackle to maintain the eight-seven victory that his team had hard-fought largely in his absence. He may have consistently held the title for the shortest boy in the year at five-feet-four, but heContinue reading “Chapter Two”

‘Take some change with you, son.’ I’ll be fine, thought Ken, they’re a business too. As if they won’t be able to produce the right amount of money from the till. He half-heartedly scooped up the small white bag from the shelf and undid the latch beneath the counter in order to escape the premises.Continue reading “Chapter One”