Saturday, November 15, 2008

KNOCK AT THE DOOR


I knocked on the door to her house, but there was no answer. Of course, I was worried that maybe the Wolf had come in again.

The Wolf?

The Bad Wolf.

The Big Bad Wolf?

No, that's the story with The Three Little Pigs and their houses of straw and the good house of bricks. This is different because Grandma's house is made of wood.

Is it the beaded clapboard house?

Yes, in fact it is. Beaded clapboard made of aged yellow pine. You can't get that wood for love or money any more.

Forgive me for interrupting. Then what happened?

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