Gather ‘Round and I will spin you a tale!
I woke up before daylight and before dad, laying there a while, thinking. I felt very calm and relaxed, maybe even happy.
I liked the Preacher Man’s words and I liked the food. He was so upbeat and encouraging.
Of a sudden, I was a bit embarrassed that I hadn’t helped my parents much and resolved to be helpful.
Rising, I pulled on my trousers and decided not to put my shoes on, for the ground was only a wee bit frozen.
Drawing water from our well, I watered the animals and put feed out, but they weren’t coming out to eat. The milk goat was sleeping, and I had to lead her up to the stool. This was strange as she always went by herself.
Then, I went to the giant crock buried in the yard and pulled out some cabbage for mom to cook with.
Then all of a sudden, a large looming creature came from nowhere with a wooden club, hooping and hollering like a wildman.
“Get out of here before I bash in your skulls, you thieving scoundrels!’
It was dad.
“Dad!,” I yelled,
“It’s me, Walter!”
“Walter? What are you doing?”
“Feeding the animals!” I said proudly.
Lowering his club, dad laughed.
“You sure gave me a scare, son. I haven’t had to kill anyone recently and wasn’t looking forward to it.”
Dad looked at the sky.
“It’s not even midnight son, come on in and go back to bed.”
10 thoughts on “The Ongoing Tale at Brother’s Campfire Volume 2, Chapter 5 Walter Berengar”
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Walter is starting to come around. Nice addition to the story.
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