Finish the story that begins with: “The barista shook his head. That hedge couldn’t have moved closer overnight. Could it?”
The barista shook his head. That hedge couldn’t have moved closer overnight. Could it?
Little David, who lived across the road was pelting stones at the hedge.
David lived with his grandparents and was lulled to sleep by mythological tales from many cultures. Today he had got up before cockcrow and as was his habit he had gone to the barista to fetch some fresh buns for breakfast.
The newly cut hedge looked like demons; and like the original David he had pelted them with marbles he had in his pocket. The demons jumped back to avoid the onslaught.
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