Tree, Spare that Woodman by Dave Dryfoos

She'd been annoyed when Cappy failed to show up with the present he'd promised Richard. She and Ted could at least have been with him, if they'd known.īut they'd been laughing and singing in their own cabin only a mile away, celebrating Richard's fifth birthday.

And to have let Cappy die alone, in this strange world. She'd walked over with son and husband, expecting nothing more shocking than an ostentatiously stolen kiss. Her mouth had been set for a sip of his home brew, her eyes had pictured the delight he'd take in and give to her little boy. To her little boy, Cappy was a combination Grandpa and Santa Claus to herself, a sort of newly met Old Beau. She'd come to call on a friend, she reminded herself, a beloved friend-round, white-haired, rosy-cheeked lonely because he'd recently become a widower. Naomi's mind circled frantically, contrasting her happy anticipations with this shocking actuality. After all his wire-pulling to get into the First Group, and his slaving to make a farm on this alien planet, dead in bed!

Stiff with shock, Naomi Heckscher stood just inside the door to Cappy's one-room cabin, where she'd happened to be when her husband discovered the old man's body. The single thing to fear was fear-ghastly, walking fear!

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