>>11759782http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9A4W7RLXak"And so, our tale comes to a close. The man learns that although what he has is crappy and doesn't seem like much, it really is something. And the reward for that realization alone is something just as beautiful, if not a tiny ounce more. One can only wonder if the two, truly, truly get to know each other once again. I hope everyone has had a pleasant time reading, and that they come back for more the following evening, I'm sure I will. After all, this is one of the few tales in which I did not fall asleep, that means I was entertained throughout its entirety. How pleasurable."
"Also because it was called 'A Summer's Rendezvous', and even then I failed to see how no one picked up the reference to poor Nate's best friend of oh, say thirty or so years, give or take one or two."
The camera zooms out to reveal that the Scrafty still has a gun to Sir Raven's head.
Sir Raven sips a goblet filled with rum, "You may be noticing that the Scrafty gentlemen is still here and has yet to execute me. You may also be wondering why he has refrained from doing so."
The bird takes another sip, "Well, if you must know. Apparently as it turns out, I have just issued life insurance on this dear Scrafty. Which means if he kills me, there is absolutely no doubt he'll receive the death sentence, ensuring that his life insurance does not go to him or his family, because as I have learned through a smooth-talk conversation with him, he murdered his wife back in '94. You could ask why he does not bother running, and he could, had I not have the hounds set up at the front door."
The Scrafty sweats as he holds trigger, unsure of what the hell to do.
Sir Raven smiles, "Good night, everyone."
