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Perched...at their new perching spot - the park fountain.
The old man was a fleece and Loz walked away with more money than he should have. Repairing the beaten up lawnmower was something he could have done in his sleep but making a big production out of it ensured the geezer was grateful…and generous.
Kadaj grabbed the money out of Loz’s hands to count it before he handed it back. Leaning against the fountain base, the fountain fast becoming their favorite place to hang while in town, he watched the people go by.
Coming to join his brothers, Yazoo held a flyer he had pulled down off a telephone pole, his face scrunched into a momentary frown before it evened out. “Hey, Kadaj, what is…” he paused. “…homecoming?”
Loz snatched the paper out of Yazoo’s hands to read it and what followed was a paper snatching contest between the two before Yazoo kicked out to nail Loz in the thigh hard and scoot away with his prize.
Victory was short lived as Kadaj grabbed it from Yazoo and gave him a look before reading it. “Don’t know,” he said after a moment and handed it back to Yazoo. “But it’s tomorrow.”
“Do you think they would let us come?” Loz asked, lying back on the seating at the water’s edge.
Yazoo read the flyer again. “I don’t know…they are selling tickets.”
“We’d be welcome?” Kadaj asked with a smirk.
Loz laughed, his voice echoing through the park.
Kadaj grabbed the money out of Loz’s hands to count it before he handed it back. Leaning against the fountain base, the fountain fast becoming their favorite place to hang while in town, he watched the people go by.
Coming to join his brothers, Yazoo held a flyer he had pulled down off a telephone pole, his face scrunched into a momentary frown before it evened out. “Hey, Kadaj, what is…” he paused. “…homecoming?”
Loz snatched the paper out of Yazoo’s hands to read it and what followed was a paper snatching contest between the two before Yazoo kicked out to nail Loz in the thigh hard and scoot away with his prize.
Victory was short lived as Kadaj grabbed it from Yazoo and gave him a look before reading it. “Don’t know,” he said after a moment and handed it back to Yazoo. “But it’s tomorrow.”
“Do you think they would let us come?” Loz asked, lying back on the seating at the water’s edge.
Yazoo read the flyer again. “I don’t know…they are selling tickets.”
“We’d be welcome?” Kadaj asked with a smirk.
Loz laughed, his voice echoing through the park.