Story #6 – Slumber Bumm and the Red Wolf’s Toast – p.9

March 27, 2012 at 3:37 pm 2 comments

The red wolf ran right up to the riverbank, and was dismayed to see how swiftly the current ran. He wasn’t a very good swimmer but he was an even worse circus act, so he dove in and started paddling.

The rushing water carried him further and further downstream, away from the sounds of the circus folk and the lights of the town. Eventually he made it to the opposite shore, shook himself off and headed into the darkness of the trees to hide and sleep.

When he woke the next morning, he chanced a peek at the river, and saw that not far from where he’d come ashore the previous night was a tall bridge, which he could have easily crossed. He could only shake his shaggy head at it all. He hadn’t been caught, he was free, no matter whether he’d had to swim across a hundred rivers. Feeling relief for the first time in a long time, the red wolf went over to inspect the bridge.

There, in the very middle of the bridge, was a piece of half-eaten toast.

The red wolf howled, a happy, happy sound.

THE END

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Story #6 – Slumber Bumm and the Red Wolf’s Toast – p.8 Bonus Geek Note Included

2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Lady Red  |  March 27, 2012 at 5:48 pm

    Being stalked by half-eaten toast is weird lol
    Yay that was a happy story! More please! 🙂

    Reply
  • 2. Craig T. Adams  |  March 27, 2012 at 6:59 pm

    “He wasn’t a very good swimmer but he was an even worse circus act, so he dove in and started paddling.”

    One of my favorite lines of all time! I can certainly relate to that feeling of desperation and resignation!

    Loved this and thrilled I had a small part in its spark of inception! <3<3<3

    Reply

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