To Boil a Manchild

A Fairy Tale — Part 4: Contact

The sun was high now and the sky was cloudless and blue as they turned off the wider asphalt pavement onto the narrower dirt road. Now she knew where they were, but from here it would be at least another two hours before they got to the farm. That’s with Daddy driving. Longer had Mommy been behind the wheel. It was obvious that Daddy was happy. He was humming a tune, even…