
Well, thanks a lot. That wasn’t a very nice thing to do. That’s the last time I invite you over to my lily pad to share a tasty fresh fly – not that I suppose you’ll be interested, not anymore.
What upsets me most was that it was me, I saw her first. I remember it was a lovely sunny day, gentle ripples on the pool, a nice breeze and the promise of many flies.
‘Look over there!’ I said.
‘What?’
‘It’s – unless I’m very much mistaken – a princess.’
‘Right,’ you said and hopped off.
You sat right...
Published on November 24, 2015 07:39