Abishai's Knitting Ness Was Like a Spear

Orpa sat outside her son's place. It had been a hard few years losing her boy, goliath. She always told him, go easy on the conquering, but he never listened. Abishai eeled himself, all right, he would do it. He would save the king, or die trying. Orpa said, a final warning, she would be forced to act and flick her knitting needle at him. All right, sorry about this, but you've been warned, she said. And flicked the needles into the dirt just in front of the man like a spear.

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