Small spoons become teaspoons when
they mature.
That makes
no sense.
Damn it.
He had a point.
Have you waited
long enough
to check it?
Three hours later we were in the
municipal cemetery.
We had unearthed
twenty-seven
spoons.
None
had grown.
The goblin
seemed confused.
This has never
happened before.
How many times
have you done this?
And you’ve never
checked the results?
I didn't want
to interfere
with the
natural process.
Fifteen years.
The goat
lit
a pipe.
Some questions
only generate
more
questions.
I didn’t ask how.