
The great deer Bambi stood at the side of the bridge and looked down at the river by where he was born. Man had ventured so deep into the woods that even his place of birth was unrecognizable. The mother of an old friend used to say that if you can't say anything nice, then don't say anything at all, so he didn't say a word. However, he did drop a surprise onto the bridge before going on his way.
About the Creator
Timothy E Jones
What is there to say: I live in Philadelphia, but wish I lived somewhere else, anywhere else. I write as a means to escape the harsh realities of the city and share my stories here on Vocal, even if I don't get anything for my efforts.




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