They had been there for most of the day while Loren the Wyldwood left with a small band of her hunters to meet with the other elders. Jacobs was outside playing catch with some of the children and trying to teach them the fundamentals of baseball, but they couldn’t grasp the idea of hitting the ball with a bat and then running. Lamb offered to help, but his patience ran out early. Jack found that waiting, even in the wonderful world of the elves to be the same everywhere. It simply drained you. It was like sitting in the waiting room of a doctor’s office or a waiting room at a hospital. There was just something about waiting that sucked the life out of you. He had walked around their little village a couple of times and made small talk with many of the inhabitants. He’d skipped rocks across a still pond and spotted fish in the brook. He climbed a rope ladder and inspected a tree home in one of the larger trees and took a nap, but still, he waited. Tufo came in and plopped down beside him, ripping a chunk from the loaf of wild grain bread and dipping it in the paste they had started calling Heaven-on-Earth Dip.
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