The Crooked Man: Sir Richard of the Lea
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sherlock60Title: The Crooked Man: Sir Richard of the Lea
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: You may get feels on this ride.
Summary: Robin Hood once aided a knight in distress – and was repaid with sanctuary at his estate. A vignette in my “Wounded Warriors” series.
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“You had the Army start my pension. Saved me from begging or starving.”
Watson barely comprehended Corporal Wood’s words through his blanket of grief.
“You knew where to flee to lick your wounds,” said the crooked man. “Old soldiers who’ve lost friend and wife in the same year go where soldiers are. I know. Stay as long as you need.”
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: You may get feels on this ride.
Summary: Robin Hood once aided a knight in distress – and was repaid with sanctuary at his estate. A vignette in my “Wounded Warriors” series.
***
“You had the Army start my pension. Saved me from begging or starving.”
Watson barely comprehended Corporal Wood’s words through his blanket of grief.
“You knew where to flee to lick your wounds,” said the crooked man. “Old soldiers who’ve lost friend and wife in the same year go where soldiers are. I know. Stay as long as you need.”
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