Death At the Trade Show
“He was not just exceedingly tall but stood so close that there was no way to look him in the eye other than to crane my head back like I was observing the clouds or Superman overhead. A prickle of unease moved down my spine.
I had always considered moose a benevolent creature, but at home there had been a rash of moose attacks. A lady had been walking her dogs when one ran up behind her and, as she turned, head butted her. I looked at Moose warily. “We’re hoping to chat with you somewhere. Maybe we can find a table to sit at?” I stepped back into the aisle between booths and looked toward the walls where we had found chairs and tables before.
“No, we’re cool. Come on. There’s a table in here we can use.” Walking farther into the booth, Moose kicked one of the booth employees out of a chair.
Mary and I exchanged an uneasy look. Mary pulled out her notebook, flipping to a clean page. “Are you sure? There are plenty of empty spots to sit—”
“No, here’s fine.” He sat down, stretching h...is legs out under the table.MoreLess
I had always considered moose a benevolent creature, but at home there had been a rash of moose attacks. A lady had been walking her dogs when one ran up behind her and, as she turned, head butted her. I looked at Moose warily. “We’re hoping to chat with you somewhere. Maybe we can find a table to sit at?” I stepped back into the aisle between booths and looked toward the walls where we had found chairs and tables before.
“No, we’re cool. Come on. There’s a table in here we can use.” Walking farther into the booth, Moose kicked one of the booth employees out of a chair.
Mary and I exchanged an uneasy look. Mary pulled out her notebook, flipping to a clean page. “Are you sure? There are plenty of empty spots to sit—”
“No, here’s fine.” He sat down, stretching h...is legs out under the table.MoreLess
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