that bear cub was far more intelligent than either me or Tom. He was King Solomon of the Bible compared to the two of us. I bet if heâd been in our position, he would have run off a long time ago.
Heâd been standing there staring at us for a while, but now the cub turned his head toward the woods. I heard a rustling sound and knowed it was the sound of our doom. I grabbed Tomâs arm.
âMama bearâs comingâletâs get going!â
Finally Tom listened to sense, and together we backed up step by step until we were again on the path.
âLetâs just get one look at the mother, Arie Mae,â Tom pleaded. âI bet sheâs something to see, and weâre safe up here, donât you think?â
This time I stood my ground. âIâll show you a picture of a mama bear in Miss Saryâs encyclopedia, but if you donât move right now, then you will be the cause of my death.â
I am pleased to report that the thought of my dying in the jaws of a bear made Tom feel bad enough to hightail it on up the path as fast as he could, which was faster than you might think, shooting a glance backwards every few seconds. Maybe Iâm wrong, but I was pretty sure he was hoping that mama bear was hot on our trail.
That is just a little bit too adventuresome for my tastes.
We was huffing and puffing by the time we got back to the post office and plopped back down on the bench, holding our sides and breathing hard.
âWe saw a bear, Arie Mae!â Tom exclaimed. âI canât wait to write Father about it!â
âDonât forget to mention the part where you almost got both of us killed.â
Tom waved off my words like he wasswatting a pesky fly. âWe were fine! We werenât in the least bit of danger.â
I stared at him a long time. âYou really are from Baltimore, Maryland, ainât you?â
âWhat do you mean?â
I shook my head. âI mean you sure ainât from around here.â
That got Tom to laughing, and I started laughing too, and we just couldnât stop ourselves. We laughed so hard and so long that Miss Ellie come out from the post office to see what was wrong with us.
âYouâuns go on home!â she yelled. âYouâre scaring off my customers!â
Tom got up to go then, but I said I thought I might sit a few more minutes. After Tom had gone, I let out a few more laughs, but the thought of my walk home sobered me up. What if that mama bear was on the path, looking for me?
Well, I thought, pushing myself up off the bench, at least Tom will be able to explain to Mama and Daddy what happened when allthey find is my bones halfway between here and there.
And then I ran all the way home.
Now I suppose I might have come across that bear cub even if Tom hadnât been with me. Of course, I would have gotten away a lot quicker, having more sense when it comes to bears than Tom does.
But if Tom hadnât been there, why, it wouldnât have been an adventure, would it? It wouldnât be something Iâll be telling folks about for the rest of my life. And I had that adventure all because I wrote you a letter, Cousin Caroline, and needed to mail it.
So I suppose I will write you another letter soon, even if you donât rightly deserve it.
Not that I am judging, because I donât judge.
Signed,
Your Cousin,
Arie Mae Sparks
Dear Cousin Caroline,
Last night I got to thinking about why you ainât written me back yet, and I have come up with a right good theory. You fear that your mama will be against it. Maybe she has said to you, âCaroline, under no circumstances are you to write a letter to that Arie Mae Sparks up there in Stone Gap, North Carolina! I donât care how many times she has written to you. If you donât answer her, maybe she will leave us alone!â
Well, you can tell that mama of yourn that I will keep writing these letters for the rest of my life
Anne Marsh
Con Coughlin
Fabricio Simoes
James Hilton
Rose Christo
W.E.B. Griffin
Jeffrey Thomas
Andrew Klavan
Jilly Cooper
Alys Clare