By Marianne Mancusi
If Chrissie Hayward knew that morning she'd be going again in time to rescue her loopy coworker Kat, she'd have worn higher sneakers. Doubly so if she'd anticipated to fulfill her real love. in response to the mysterious gypsy, Chrissie used to be the "gentle soul who may tame an outlaw's thirst for revenge" -- aka the true Robin Hood. So how come the man used to be any such dud? LOST...IN SHERWOOD wooded area? No, Robin of Locksley used to be no Prince fascinating. And the half approximately robbing the wealthy to feed the terrible? He did not get the memo. in truth, the entire man looked as if it would do used to be mope. (And he and his not-so-merry males concept Chrissie was once a boy. convinced, she wasn't stacked, yet still!) still, he used to be dependable and courageous and good-looking as sin. If Chrissie coudl simply get him with the software, she may well correct his wagon and get those boyz'n the wooden to be heroes of the world rather than twerps in tights. merely then may possibly this prince of thieves turn into king of her middle.
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We dive in and take shelter underneath the thick overgrowth. I can hear my heart pounding as fast and heavy as the horses' galloping hooves. What now? Suddenly a young boy dashes past us, stopping at the riverbank. He can't be more than ten years old, barefoot and dressed in gray rags, with a shock of blond hair atop his head. He looks a little like Macaulay Culkin from the Home Alone era. Strapped to his back is a crude bow and arrow. His eyes are wide and frightened as he realizes he's trapped.
Kat, I'm hanging up the phone now. I'm tired and ready to go home. " "No, wait! " I pause, the desperation in her voice making me reconsider hitting the End button. " I ask, tight-lipped. "Please, Chrissie, I need your help! I know it sounds bizarre. I didn't believe it myself at first. But I'm desperate! I have to get word to Nimue and you're the only one I know in close proximity to her. " "Nimue? " I shake my head in disbelief. Kat has lost it. Seriously and utterly lost it. "Yeah, her. She's disguised as that gypsy we went to visit.
He draws his sword and points it at the boy's throat. "It terms the hounds have snared this hart," he says with an evil-sounding chuckle. The other two men laugh appreciatively at what I guess they consider a joke. I glance at Robin. He puts a finger to his lips, warning me to be silent. "Now answer me, boy," the soldier continues. " "I was starving, sire," the boy protests in an adorable little English accent. Like the kid in Oliver Twist. Or Tiny Tim without the crutches. "We all are. I dunna mind going without, but me sister is sick.
A Hoboken Hipster in Sherwood Forest by Marianne Mancusi