Afternoon
By Michelle Johnson
"Three cheers for the fortunate quick recovery and simultaneous promotion of our Elizabeth Davies to Little's Red Riding Hood, Level Two!"
All around the blushing young woman rang cheers. She tried to cover her embarrassment by sipping at her tea. But the purpose of the celebration could not be a non-participant. Her teacup was taken away as call for a speech filled the room, prompting her to her feet. The claps and cheers quieted when she motioned at them for silence.
"I really don't know what to say. For the longest time, I didn't think I'd ever reach the rank of a level two. I mean, you girls are some of L
"Then the Prince woke up directly, calling out, "Oh! that makes me shiver! Dear wife, that makes me shiver! Yes now I know what shivering means!" The end."
Rue closed the large book with a soft thud and lay it in her lap while she turned to look at her son Albrecht sitting beside her. "Did you like that one?"
His dark curls bobbed vigorously as he nodded with a smile. "He was really brave to have spent all those nights with those monsters and spirits. Almost as brave as daddy!"
She chuckled at this. "Well, I think your father is much braver. Your father knows fear but he will overcome it to do what's right. And speaking of what's right," s