Monday, July 20, 2009

15. A Visitor


Home.

I ate a light snack and then lay back on my comfortable moss covered stones to read a bit and listen to the classical music I loved best--the lovely deep singing of the whales---when I heard a light tapping at my door.

Who could it be at THIS hour, I wondered as I went to answer the door.

"Constable Crab", I heard a fishy voice whisper, "Please let me in--we need to talk."

"And WHO might YOU be?" I asked through the door.

"Someone who desperately needs your help. Cody Cod!"


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