The Spotty Ruler

The Spotty Ruler A Short Story by Random Writer Steve Ferguson had always loved wild Falmouth with its kind, knowledgeable kettles. It was a place where he felt surprised. He was a giving, giving, beer drinker with ample ankles and dirty arms. His friends saw him as a jittery, jealous juggler. Once, he had even helped an oily injured bird cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.