The Head-hopper

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An

Espresso Tale

By

Accipiter G. Goshawk

I
started head hopping when I was twelve.

To
this day, I’m not entirely sure of how it happened. One moment I was listening
to my Aunt Katie lecturing me about sitting up straight and the next I was
staring at myself from behind her eyes. Immediately I’d felt her disapproval at
my indecorous posture. Observing myself, I noticed that I was indeed slouching
over.

So,
I’d straightened.

A
smile had instantly appeared on Aunt Katie’s face and she’d patted me on the
head.

From
that moment on, I discovered that I was able to enter the thoughts of anyone
around me. Funnily enough though, I could only do this when they were talking
with, thinking of or looking at me.

I
was surprised to find that there were many things that my nearest and dearest
felt I could correct and do better…

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