13:50 · the hot part
Puzzly asks, at last, what time the sun actually goes down. Nobody answers. Muddle guesses seven, Wondy guesses half six, somebody at the back says eight with great confidence. Mossy says twenty past six — it has been getting earlier all month. It is ten to two. The whole land moves twice as fast for the rest of the afternoon.
3 fluffs tell this minute. None of them saw the same one.
Then Puzzly said the thing.
"Wait. What time does the sun actually go down?"
Somebody laughed — a small laugh at a small question — and then stopped, because nobody answered. Muddle said seven. Wondy said half six. Somebody at the back said eight, with tremendous confidence and absolutely nothing to back it up.
They came and asked me, because I am outside all day and these are the things you know without anybody telling you.
At ten to two I said it.
"Wait. What time does the sun actually go down?"
Somebody laughed — a small laugh, at a small question — and then stopped, because nobody answered. Muddle said seven. Wondy said half six. Somebody at the back said eight with tremendous confidence and no evidence whatsoever.
Mossy said twenty past six. It has been getting earlier all month.
At ten to two Puzzly asked what time the sun actually went down and it turned out to be twenty past six, not seven, and we all had four hours instead of nine, and after that the day was mostly running.
