……Red’s been used to moving in certain circles but now feels things have decayed within the group.
No longer does he feel the friendship bristle with excitement but instead feels there’s a cavity, void of all feeling.
Was he so different now, did 6 months really make that much of a difference?
He couldn’t help feeling a little blue, sensing the needle like jabbing looks from the others left him totally numb !
Maybe it was time to move on after all -
“anything is within my Reach if I Concentrate”, he thought.
This was his motto after all, etched on a Plaque in his mind, drilled into him back when he had a brush with death.
The time when he was dropped into a cup of Listerine and couldn’t get out.
If it wasn’t for Floss throwing him a line to save him, he’d now be a pile of Red Gum.
Yes, it was time to go, time to look a Head and see that the future is Bright.
