Location: Chicago, Illinois, United States

Friday, November 30, 2007


Chuck stopped in middle of the hiking trail. "That's an odd thing to say."


"That I remind you of a moose."

"It's not odd. You do remind me of a moose. I mean, there's nothing wrong with projecting the appearance and demeanor of a moose. A moose is like a regal, macho deer."

Chuck put his hands, palms out, fingers splayed, against the sides of his head and stared into the trees. "Still, it makes me feel odd. A moose is odd." His large bottom lip quivered a bit.

"You know what, I was mistaken. You don't remind of a moose."

"Thank you."

I reached into my backpack. "Here, have an apple."

"Thank you," Chuck said, then swallowed it in two bites.


Blogger Thalia said...

That's awesome.

Isn't it amazing what you can do in not even a couple dozen sentences? :)

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