XII

 

 

    Mother Pat was waiting for them in a warm little cave, where they could shelter from the snow. Tim had woken up again, and he told his mother all about their adventures.

    Then the three of them snuggled close together, and Tim murmured sleepily, “Dad, can you take me out for another walk tomorrow?”

 

 

~END~

 

Created by godofcat    

Dedicated to  Mandy 

 

 

Main Page

 

 

 

www.godofcat.com