THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WELL

Chapter 1 – page 3

There soon came into view, three golden brown, furry, downy bears who stopped right in front of them and started laughing. There was a Papa Bear, a smaller Mama Bear, and a Bear Cub about the size of Julio. Bear Cub could not help himself, but rolled over on the forest floor amid the bracken of ferns and laughed his face off. Well not really. His face stayed quite attached. After he could compose himself some and Mama & Papa bear stopped humming, whistling and giggling, the 3 bears began to lick Granma and Julio darn well clean as a ribbon.