Hogskull Writers

Nelson Lynch creates a blog for the Writers of Hogskull, a suburb of Taylorville, Maryland, the hub of the known Universe. Writers include Fran Carlson, Liz Paterra, JH Williams, Dale Cathell, Susan Beverly and Dolores Pike

Friday, February 03, 2006

Episode 19

"What are you looking for? We can't waste time looking at the scenery. We've
got to find the goose so the ogre will find my mom."

Red pushed another leaf out of her line of vision. "Forget your
mom for a while. Where ever she is, she's OK." She pointed with her head.
"There's Snow White's home. The ogre's goose is there some where." She
released the leaves and leaned against the beanstalk. She grinned as a low
cloud enveloped the beanstalk. "That goose will make us rich. Just think, it
lays golden eggs." She thought for a few seconds. "Grandma's old goose use
to lay an egg every day. We'll have fifteen golden eggs apiece in a month's
time." She dropped down two branches and looked up. "I think I'll buy me a
brand new Harley Hog."

"You can't do that." Jack hurriedly climbed down trying to keep up
with Red Ridinghood. "We have to return the goose to the ogre. He's going to
find my mom."

Red kept dropping like a stone. "I told you to forget your mom.
She's in no trouble." She dropped another hundred yards. "I think your mom
is up there in the ogre's castle safe and sound."

Jack was only ten feet above Red. "Why do you think that? He
kidnapped her."

Red stopped a hundred yards over Jack's home. She spread the
leaves and studied the surrounding area. "I don't think the ogre kidnapped
your mom. Your mom is decent looking, a widow and lonely. I'll bet she's
been paying visits to the ogre for a long time or vice-versa." She smiled at
Jack and dropped to the next lower branch. "The ogre isn't bad looking.
Somehow he's had a bad press and nothing good has ever been written about
him." She dropped quickly out of sight below the leaves.

Jack scrambled after her. "Have you lost your mind? My mom would
never date an ogre." His yell bounced from leaf to leaf down to a smiling
Red Ridinghood.

Love to All from the Farm
in Two Double-aught Six.

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