… almost the width of Gatting
Bradley once had a loving home, just like you and me. He moved in with a family whose old keeper had moved on and the family nurtured him through the early years; through the criticism; through the pain.
And he rewarded them. At first.
Then Bradley turned bad. He forgot how to bat; he forgot how to bowl. And yet, the family stuck by him. His big brother Michael continued to vouch for his ability. They hoped that if they turned a blind eye to his faults, and pretended none of the little keepers existed, he would miraculously get better.
Alas, it was not to be. In his last test, Bradley was outplayed by his own glove. The family must now reconsider their options.
Would you give this keeper a home?