Monday, November 11, 2013

In the bushes

She ended up getting caught in the bushes. You know, with her hair and stuff. And he tried to help get her out, but she wasn't sure if she wanted that. Him having been reputed to have beat little guys up for fun and all that. It was just a little thing, all that sending weaker specimens to the hospital for no reason, but still. She was unsure how to feel. And especially now, with him trying to extricate twigs from her hair. Maybe she didn't mind being stuck in the bushes so much after all. "I'm OK!" she said, but he kept fiddling with the long tangle of hair ratted in with the leaves and dirt and cobwebs and probably bugs, too.