How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
“The truth is, they aren’t looking for you, they’re looking for me. I’m the one they want. Go, try not to get into too much trouble, and I’m sure you’ll be fine. Better than fine, probably far in the future, when you’re walking down a street, with your kids and your happiness and your double chins from eating too many cream cakes in your mansion, you might see me begging in the street, one leg missing and an eye patch. Just drop a couple of coins in my wooden bowl and pretend you don’t recognise me, and you can consider us quits.”
They all stared at me. Flossie raised her hand.
“Yes, Flossie?”
“How did you lose the leg.”
It was a fair question. Inane, but fair.
“A dragon ate it. There was a