"Beware of man eating turkey" exclaimed the old woman to the sea of children gathered around her. She gazed at the children over her glasses. Under her old outer layer chuckled a young lady, amused with the reaction of the children. "Avoid him at all costs. See, my dears, he is a maniac around this time of year. He eats and he eats. He doesn’t even look at what he's eating. He just knows its meat....and he eats."

She got cut off by a cute little girl who looked to be around four years old. The little girls' pig-tails bounced as she stood up from the ground and brushed off her green corduroy dress. When her mouth opened a small voice protruded into the room. "But Granny, what is so bad about eating lots and lots of turkey?"

The grandmother smiled mischievously at the young girl, startling the delicate child, whose skin was as fair as porcelain. "Last year," she continued, "he was said to have bit a poor little boys hand off in the fury of his eating!"

The grandma smiled merrily as the children gasped and shuffled in their spots. They never dared cross paths with the man.

© 2007 Madison K. Original for CCF  (Madison K. grants CCF  first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).

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