We were curious enough to ask Gregory what he was up to, but he was smart enough to run his mouth without giving us any real information. Every time we got in the mood to pester him with questions he’d send us on a wild goose chase.
As the years went by he became very good at whatever it was he was doing. We kept chasing geese.
Eventually Gregory moved away not needing our help, I guess, which was fine with me. Like, I mean, who needs him anyway, but I do miss trying to catch those tasty geese.
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Denise offers the prompt word “help” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 