Stavanger Bay calm before the storm

When she gave the word, he began to shaking the tree. He wasn’t all too great at it—surely there were many wolves who could do a better job—but there was progress with the combined effort.

He too kept his eyes on the coconuts. He could do without another headache. It’s a good thing he was alert, because he was able to jump out of  the falling fruit’s path just in time. Oh man, he wheezed. That was too close for comfort.

Once he came to his senses, Phillip walked up to the coconut. Hey, we did it. And no one got hurt! That’s a win in his book.