Of Bats and Sparrows

by Silver Inkwell

Eighteen

Present Day

“That was really lacking on detail.”

“Well maybe he just doesn't like sharing details.”

“Well, he’s writing this to himself.”

“Okay, fair point, but still…”

“No, it’s still nothing, why not tat least try to describe it?”

“Would you want to describe every small detail of your life?”

He was silent for a moment, “Okay then, fair point.”

“That’s exactly what I thought, he may seem to skip around a lot, but who knows, detail might come in later, now then, let’s see what else he has to say…”

Comments

[Silver Inkwell]

8056598
Check again, now I have.
(Give me time, please, geez.)

[Silver Inkwell]

8056602
Mr. Foxhelm, this is bordering on rude.
I don't want to block you from commenting on my stories if you can't try to say something positive.
But I will if I need to.

[Foxhelm]

8056606 I will still follow you over all. But I am not following this story any long. I should not have had to state it in the first place. I am not angry. I am disappointed.

[Silver Inkwell]

8056612
Ouch.

[Silver Inkwell]

8056598
Well, I came up with my own name, no thanks to you.
Ha-ha.

[Everglue Horace]

ten more chapters... are Alice and Ash going to body swap? That would be awkward, in the extreme.