“It isn’t true,” a scout shouted. “Remember the false armistice.”
“It’s too good to be true.”
“It must be true, it’s written with food.”
“Let me dream again,” called another scout reeling.
“The world is made safe for dessert,” shouted another.
“This will kill Chocolate Drop,” laughed still another.
“The kid’s crazy,” another yelled.
“He’s seeing things again.”
“Let’s go over there in the morning and kid the life out of him.”
“I’m game.”