“That filthy rotten bloody old gramp! He
must have stolen the ring that Sheeny gave me! That’s why he was so in hurry at
the end! I should have been more vigilant.
My
mother often told me,” You must be always very careful when you are dealing
with the old or women. You never know what they could do to you.”
“And she was right! You offer them a
helpful hand and they steal you a ring!”
Vincent was very angry when he realized
that the filthy rotten bloody old gramp has stolen the ring from his beloved
Sheeny. He was terribly swearing till the evening and then he was so exhausted that
he decided to go to sleep. He lied down near the tree on a soft moss and fell
asleep.
There was a hidden menace in the tree – a
hungry vicious tick searching for victims. You might have read in some book
that ticks don’t live in trees. Ticks live in grass – unfortunately this tick
hasn’t read the same book, so it is waiting in the tree.
The tick jumped (you may have also read
that ticks don’t jump) on the sleeping Vincent and started to screw in his
thick skin on his dirty neck (you could have also read that ticks prefer thin
and soft skin like in the armpit).Vincent is possibly doomed because this tick
could be infected, now only time could tell what is going to happen to poor Vincent.
We will see – it’s just the matter of
time. Peace to his soul.
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