50-word story: The Beggar
The scruffy beggar sat forlornly on the corner. The threadbare jeans and ancient anorak did nothing to keep the cold out. People passed with unseeing eyes and unyielding pockets. Shuffling slowly back to the cardboard shelter under the arches one thing was certain. Her baby would go hungry again tonight.
Frank Barry works in a care home for the elderly. His hobbies include volunteering on archaeological sites and playing rugby.