Greg, Part One

There is an old man who lives on the end of the street. Greg is his name.
Greg used to have a small orchard in his garden. And not just any orchard, either. He had won many a prize for his delicious peaches, and grew many other impressive things besides.
Greg took a lot of pride in his garden. Despite that, he was nice enough that he always let the kids from the local orphanage come and help themselves to anything they wanted save for his prized peaches.
This arrangement worked well. The orphans were incredibly grateful to Greg, and he was glad of the extra company.
But, kids will be kids and the peace was short-lived. One day, Greg's grandson, Simon, came to visit. Simon saw a small boy and girl eating from the garden, and he told them all about how delicious his grandfather's award-winning peaches were.
They looked around, and picked one each, since nobody was watching. Or so they thought...
Just as Simon had said, they were the most delicious peaches the children had ever tasted.
Greg rushed out of his house and caught up to the children as they were leaving. He had told the rascals not to touch his peaches and they disobeyed! 
And so he dragged them both out of the garden, kicked the girl in the stomach, forbade them from returning and hired an armed guard to make sure that nobody enter his garden ever again.

And so all was well again, for a while.


To Be Continued...

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