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Tales of the Trail (part 8)

2011 June 2

Rufus was lazily laying by the stream. He was just about to doze off when he heard his Uncle Felix roar, “RUFUS!" Where are you? You had better not be daydreaming by the stream again, you know there are things to be done around the farm!”

Rufus jumped to his feet, his heart racing and his mind moving even faster. His uncle wasn’t supposed to be home until tomorrow. The south field still needed to be tilled and he hadn’t practiced his swordsmanship. He knew his uncle would be furious.

As Felix came over the ridge, Rufus immediately began apologizing. “I’m so sorry, uncle. I don’t know what happened. I guess I just lost track of time…” Felix cut him off and said, “You are 21 now, Rufus! At some point you need to stop acting like a child and grow up! And by the way, while I was in the capital, I signed you up for the tournament.”

Rufus started to protest, but knew it was pointless. There was no way he would be able to talk his uncle out of it now.

 

… until next time/shelter …

Survivorman and Muggle

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