lament of tall paul

Tall Paul hated waiting at the bus stop.
Charlings laughed at him one day and ever since he just felt uncomfortable.

To top things off, as he fiddled with his music player, his hat just fell off.The first time Charlings had laughed at him was during a clumsy hat situation like this,

understandably, Tall Paul was not about to walk into it this time.

He stretched out his leg and tried to kick the hat up onto his head there.

No such luck.

The hat just flipped up as far as his bully hole and plocked back to the ground.

It was Tuesday.

four years to the minute

since Charlings had set foot on that path to her house.
He never missed his mark, and he was always on time.
They never suspected, both of his wives, and they didn't seem to mind.

'I'm such a charmer' thought Charlings

'These eejits haven't got a clue'

... I sense a tale of retribution is at hand ... or afoot.

whatever.

four years had past

... and Charlings had done his duty.

Oh, s'cuse me

it was day 5 and Peanut and Elephant sat silent

After the wreckage floated out to sea

and Elephant had blamed Peanut for not tying it to the tree

conversation had been stifled at best.

That was on Friday and now,

Monday,

they hadn't spoken since first light.Peanut had started to feel weird glances from his island friend.

Elephant's tummy rumbled again.

'Tired.' Peanut thought to himself.
'SO Tired.'

Elephant stared at him, unblinking.

'SO Tired. Can't sleep. Can't trust him' Thought Peanut.

'All this salt in the air is making me hungry' Elephant spoke out loud.

Peanut thought about waiting until Elephant fell asleep and just launching himself out to see.
Where would he get a bottle to break against his husk ?
The last launching bottle was on the raft that had drifted away days ago.
Peanut was not one for over formalizing things,

but launching without a bottle was simple not the done thing.

So he sat, he sat and he hoped that they would be saved soon.

Peanut and his island friend.

Telly Tarlton