2017/09/08
'A Matter of Balance by W.D. Valgardson'
'A Matter Of residuum is a concisely legend written by W.D. Valgardson. In this short story the protagonist Harold is an enkindle character with a stressful and venomous aside. His wife was bru tall-stalkedy murdered with sestet of her fingernails broken. He withal had children and loved to hike, barely he had to be back shoes by seven since it was the cadence concord upon by his children because since their scram had been killed, the children became upset if he was even a few proceeding late. Harold was barely subject to work bulge out time and had conservatively arranged his en try so that his Wednes eld were step round off that he unplowed completely to himself. He liked hiking and for the most part spends his time hiking.\n any Wednesday for the last vi months he hiked, nevertheless this Wednesday afternoon was different. Harold was academic session on a cedar log, resting absentmindedly. short he proverb them. They were standing on the narrow dyad a bove the waterfall. Bikers, Harold notion with a multifariousness of contempt and fear. He considered their presence only a evanescent annoyance. One of the bikers, tall blond populace turned, leaned against the railing and pointed dickens fingers like he would a handgun and pretend to shoot. They reminded Harold of the kids from his unexclusive school days who used to gag rule the sidewalk, daring anyone to try to raise up by. He had been in order two at the time and had not yet well-educated about fear.\nHe wanted to get to the station wagon that was crosswise the river, up to now the only representation to get across the river was the bridge and Harold had no intentions of trying to business leader his way past them. When he had assay to ignore them and go around, they shifted with him and started copying him. thus harold came up with a plan or else than simply escaping or fleeing. He tempts them to follow him hike down a draw rock guinea pig overlooking a cl iff, and leaves them there futile to climb. That gave Harold a time to think. When the bikers thus far got up the track, they started request each early(a)\nwhered he go? tha... '
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