By Rufus Offor
Published by Rufus Offor at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 Rufus Offor
Dedicated to Ian and Anne Offor
My best friends and parents.
The two most selfless people I’ve ever known.
Frank was lying in a bush. It was summer and he was wearing nothing but thin shorts and a T-shirt. Unfortunately the bush was covered in lots of tiny annoying spikes that pierced him and made him itch maddeningly, which was making it very difficult to use the bush for its intended purpose; that being to hide him from the fearsome things he was convinced were out to get him. He needed to be very still and very quiet but it was proving to be nearly impossible. Luckily his fear over powered his desire to itch so, with great discomfort, he was managing to stay still none the less.