8. “Hello…


"Hello hello!" Nathan said. "We see you have news!"

"Yes," the mathematician said. "We are going to have a child."

Stephan grinned and said, "You are braver than we ever were. But good luck to you!"

Nathan asked, "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

The poet said impatiently, "I'm fine. That isn't my problem. My problem is that I'm trying to write a lullaby for the child, and I am getting nowhere."

Nathan frowned. "Will it be honest?"

The poet nodded. She had gotten that far, at least, in thinking about her song.

Stephan asked, "Will it be loving?"

"Of course," the poet said. How could it not be?

The crows shook their heads, and said together, "Then we don't see the problem."

The poet almost shouted in her frustration, "But I want it to be perfect!"

The crows said, "Oh."

Nathan and Stephan looked at each other, and then shrugged in bewilderment.

"We're sorry," they said, "But we don't have any advice for you this time."

The poet sighed. "I suppose I'll ask the dragon and unicorn what they think. They're very wise."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Stephan asked.

"It's a long long way," Nathan said.

"I'll be fine," the poet said. "Don't worry." She waved goodbye to the crows as she walked away. The mathematician said nothing, only shouldering the poet's bag and stepping forth silently at her side. The crows leaned against each other, looking worried, as they watched her walk away.

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