DUE CREDIT

‘You do the fireworks?’ I asked the man with the grey hair and beard.
‘Yes,’ he said, ‘but I’m only a student of the firework art.’
‘It worked, what you did,’ I said.
‘Thanks,’ he said then walked off.
‘Was it him?’ said one of the people I’d been watching the display with and who’d earlier said he hoped it wasn’t the man I’d spoken to because he had a reputation locally for being a spoiler at community meetings.
‘Yes,’ I said.
‘Oh well, credit where credit’s due.’