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The Story – Chapter 108

October 27, 2014

A few minutes later – or maybe it was hours I’m not too sure, either way a little while later I was sitting in a little room on a soft squishy couch chair and holding a cup of hot tea. Herman sat across from me holding a bottle of spray and some bandage. He was spraying my various cuts and checking me over for damage. “I told you I’m fine.” I complained for the umpteenth time.

“Let me check anyway. It’ll make me feel better,” he snapped back.

I sighed loudly but held out my other arm.

“So you said…’ he prompted.

Oh yeah, I had been telling him about what happened in the tunnel. I keep forgetting, Herman said he thought I might have been hit on the head when the wall came down, at least that’s what I thought he’d said, I sort of can’t remember that either.

“Did I meet an Ogre?”

Herman sighed, “Yup… concussion.”

I looked round, “Who are you talking too?” I was sure there was no one in the room with us.

“I’m staying with you tonight.” Herman said taking my hands in both of his.

They were warm and gentle and… “Say what now…?”


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  1. LOL, you know I can SSSOOOO see this!!! 🙂 🙂

  2. You such a wonderful job at drawing the reader into your settings. It’s like I was there with them. But darn’t what the heck happened to the ogre…that’s what I want to know!!! Lol

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