One of the shadows moved. “Were you just going to chuck it in there with no thought for the poor folks on the other side?” Flip’s voice drawled out. It was a deep voice and it made my heart skip a beat. He moved away from the trees and came to stand in front of me. “Some hard-working fellow is plowing his field and then – whop! Out of nowhere, a poisoned apple flies out and hits him upside the head.” He clucked his tongue reproachfully.
Good girl! Make them work for it.
ReplyDeleteJanie, you comment pretty often on here! I think I first found this blog from Taking Dictation and was surprised to see my Aunt had commented on it.
DeleteYes, and I'm always awed and humbled and delighted whenever I see her comments. She is an amazing writer.
DeleteAh, Janie! You are one of only 2 or 3 people who have any idea what is going on. :D :D :D
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