fairy childThere are sometimes tales that you can’t believe ever really happened. It was on a nice Saturday afternoon that I heard one such tale.

I’d been tasked by dad to mow the lawn and to clean up the old shack next to our house. It had taken me most of the morning and a good part of the afternoon.

As I finally closed the doors of the shack I noticed our next door neighbor, Mister Kunze, sitting outside on a bench in front of his house. He was reading from what I assumed to be his bible.

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