Chapter Six
As night began to hint of morning, K.Row said a strange thing
There was one animal that was not invited. In fact he sat and sadly watched all the activity going on. It was K. Row.
Now Poe-Sam was a little afraid of K. Row and not without cause. But somehow he knew that the old bird just needed someone to be nice to him. So the silver little opossum nervously worked his way to the tree in which K. Row was quietly perched.
“What do you want?!” K. Row snapped.
“I-I just wanted you to know that there is a large slice of ham on the back porch of that people house there. It’s yours… you can have it.” Poe-Sam said meekly.
“What do I want with any old h- …well, come to think of it… I am a bit partial to pork…uh- thank you, Poe-Sam”
The other animals were all a little frightened of K. Row so they stepped away as he and Poe-Sam arrived at the plate. After some time though, many ventured out to join the two. K. Row was so moved by the kindness of Poe-Sam that he asked for forgiveness for his cruelty. Poe-Sam gladly forgave and the animals all lingered for several hours.
Then as the night began to hint of morning, K. Row said a strange thing.
“Now, Mr. Poe-Sam, I have a gift for you… but you must follow me. The journey will take some time, but I think we can arrive by daybreak. I think you will find it worth the trip.”
Now Poe-Sam had forgiven K. Row, but he wondered if he should trust him. He decided to give it a try, besides he almost enjoyed the old bird’s company.
The journey was long and quite difficult. K. Row would fly ahead apiece and then land and call out directions to Poe-Sam from the treetops. They traveled through several groups of people houses and finally into a forest the little opossum had never seen before.
Just before they topped a small ridge, the old crow looked at Poe-Sam, “Can you find your way back?” he smiled as he said it, but somehow his old black gums just did not seem as threatening as they once had.
“I think so.” answered Poe-Sam.
“Then I will leave you… your gift is just over this hill…Merry Christmas.” And with that, K. Row gave a laughing HawHAW CAW! and flew away.
The night sky was warming to the amber glow of sunrise as Poe-Sam peeked over the rise. There sleepily crawling out of a den at the base of an oak… was his brother, Cedric.
Now Poe-Sam was a little afraid of K. Row and not without cause. But somehow he knew that the old bird just needed someone to be nice to him. So the silver little opossum nervously worked his way to the tree in which K. Row was quietly perched.
“What do you want?!” K. Row snapped.
“I-I just wanted you to know that there is a large slice of ham on the back porch of that people house there. It’s yours… you can have it.” Poe-Sam said meekly.
“What do I want with any old h- …well, come to think of it… I am a bit partial to pork…uh- thank you, Poe-Sam”
The other animals were all a little frightened of K. Row so they stepped away as he and Poe-Sam arrived at the plate. After some time though, many ventured out to join the two. K. Row was so moved by the kindness of Poe-Sam that he asked for forgiveness for his cruelty. Poe-Sam gladly forgave and the animals all lingered for several hours.
Then as the night began to hint of morning, K. Row said a strange thing.
“Now, Mr. Poe-Sam, I have a gift for you… but you must follow me. The journey will take some time, but I think we can arrive by daybreak. I think you will find it worth the trip.”
Now Poe-Sam had forgiven K. Row, but he wondered if he should trust him. He decided to give it a try, besides he almost enjoyed the old bird’s company.
The journey was long and quite difficult. K. Row would fly ahead apiece and then land and call out directions to Poe-Sam from the treetops. They traveled through several groups of people houses and finally into a forest the little opossum had never seen before.
Just before they topped a small ridge, the old crow looked at Poe-Sam, “Can you find your way back?” he smiled as he said it, but somehow his old black gums just did not seem as threatening as they once had.
“I think so.” answered Poe-Sam.
“Then I will leave you… your gift is just over this hill…Merry Christmas.” And with that, K. Row gave a laughing HawHAW CAW! and flew away.
The night sky was warming to the amber glow of sunrise as Poe-Sam peeked over the rise. There sleepily crawling out of a den at the base of an oak… was his brother, Cedric.
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