To Boil a Manchild

A Fairy Tale — Part 8: Capture

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I watch the manchild walk away on her rolling ride. I still smell the bread in her bag. She goes around the corner of the barn house and is gone.

“Maybe we can follow her,” I say.

“We should not go on the road,” she says and I can tell she is thinking my words unwise.

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