Oliver’s Army
Oliver was the first to notice.
He was enjoying a day off, determined to spend it in his garden, partly to work in it, partly to relax in a folding chair.
Leaning on a rake he called out to his wife:
“Would you look at that? I have never seen this many together on a single bush.”
She was just as surprised as he was.
“Remember? Last spring we didn’t mow the lawn for a month. Could this have something to do with it?”
Thousands, even millions of butterflies gave a clear forewarning: the new rulers were on the rise.
From Guest Contributor Hervé Suys
Hervé Suys (°1968 – Ronse, Belgium) started writing short stories whilst recovering from a sports injury and he hasn’t stopped since. Generally he writes them hatless and barefooted.