Well, guys have to sort of do these tests on their own, I'm afraid. Can you imagine the meeting of the school board that approved THIS particular test!?
"You're helping me at the school Fair for Life," Jeff announced, coming into the shed one autumn Saturday morning. "I volunteered us to Ms. Pichel. We're gonna be doing the ball toss."
Matt paused in his cleaning detail. The shed - once his dad's storage building, but now converted to their hangout near the border between their two properties - was in a constant state of chaos. They worked on their projects here: the haunted minibike with the new engine that had proven so powerful that the
Matt and Jeff have volunteered to help out at the school Fair For Life. As usual with his boyfriend, there's a small catch involved, and Matt has let Jeff talk him into accepting it. That he might regret it is almost certain!
A short story written seven years ago, one of the first I ever posted anywhere.
You must also remember that the response you have to these stories is within you, and your own. A story is just words, without the reader's own imagination to make them go!
A snippet of a strange world, part Twilight Zone, part Wild, Wild West, with the ads for products, even!
Definitely a unique take on the history that wasn't, and more than worth the too-short read. Another fifteen chapters would have been great!
Pacha and Chirka need to meet first! But who knows what will happen when they do? Ohmigosh! What happens if they like each other? Or <gasp!> fall in love? That would mean figuring out a Kift mating ritual! As Max would say, 'Aw, geez! Hide the breakables, you guys!'
And Max is just a middle-aged elf, and he's 600! The elves have the longevity as a rule, but they also have the experience, training, and support. It stands to reason that the most talented humans will have the longest lives. But, as I said, they have some catching up to do in general.