Brother dumped the grounds out of his cup. The fire was dying down. Netty, his wife called from the keep. “Come to bed dear! You have drill in the morning with Commander Nicholas!
Brother knew he had better follow her direction. After all, he did have to live with her and she did the cooking.
As he sauntered off to bed, he wondered how the Beast was faring in the mountains.
13 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire A Late Night in Northwich -An Ongoing Tale Chapter 161”
Just a question, not exactly related to thus post.
Do the pequins have anything to do with ‘the peking man’, a nick name for homo-erectus?
Ha ha! No friend. I have a story about the origin here. https://brotherscampfire.com/igdon/
I see. Thank you!
It is working now, straight to the website.
Beautiful! It would not have happened without you. You are the real deal, Friend!!!
I wonder how the beast was faring too.
We will see, freind!
By the way, I have a picture to send you. What’s the best way to do that?
I believe I emailed you. Send it that way!
Got it! Should be in your inbox!
Got it! I might frame this!!!