Here’s the return of Andre and Jerome, the pair of accidentally-adventurous miscreants. If you want to read other stories about them, try Paying the Tab, Jerome Goes North, or Jerome’s Tropical Vacation. There should be another short story coming along soon!
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“Does everyone understand their part?” The man’s voice was nagging and whiny.
Belly down on the hay-strewn dirt, Andre felt a sneeze coming on. There was the unmistakable sensation of rising, building pressure, and that odd tingling feeling that came along with it. He knew it would feel so good to sneeze that the anticipation was almost pleasant in and of itself. Despite this, he thrust his hand up underneath his nose, trying to press against the bone just above his teeth in an effort to stop the sneeze before it could come out. Through his desperately squinted eyes he could make out the feet of five people standing less than a yard from where he hid underneath a small wagon, and he knew that sneezing would be a very bad life choice at this moment. None of the people whose conversation he’d been eavesdropping on would appreciate unexpected company.