The Bear
Here’s what old Len saw. There would be no talking his way out of this scrape. Hardly moving, Len peered around the stump for a better look. The bear crouched, staring back…waiting. Len’s time as a fire-watch had well prepared him for waiting and staring. I wonder if lighting a pipe is against bear staring rules?
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