Sunday, October 27, 2013

The Widest Man's Story

The widest man's feet slapped happily through the dewy grass. He said, "The last time I ran into a scavenger, I was as old as you two put together. I think. Yer what? about eighteen all told?"

"The two of us?" Cliff asked, from the widest man's right armpit. "Almost, yes."

"Ah, good." The widest man ducked under a branch, bending spryly at the waist. The two children covered