Monday, March 02, 2009

Hidden Depths


“I have hidden depths,” said Harold, folding the paper and sitting back with a satisfied smirk. “The horoscope tells me so.”

“Did it say how deep?” Jasfoup picked up yesterdays Laverstone Times and flicked through the to the Laversoft section. “What sign are you again?”

“Sagittarius, as well you know,” said Harold, his smirk reduced to a grump. “You have to check everything, don’t you?”

“Of course.” Jasfoup coughed. “Today is a day where anything is possible. People will see your hidden depths when a request is made of you.” He folded the paper. “Tom Blesset asked for a discount on ‘The Faery Alphabet’ yesterday.”

“He can’t have one,” said Harold. “I’m spiting myself to sell it for forty pounds as it is.”

“There you go.” Jasfoup handed back the paper. “You’re so shallow your depths are hidden under a rock.”

“A very attractive, water-smoothed rock, though,” said Harold

4 comments:

aims said...

Ha!

CMOT Harold!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Ha, yes! Well spotted!

stephanie said...

Well, as long as it's an attractive rock, what do we care? ;)

Leatherdykeuk said...

*laughs*