Rescuing Tim Mann
“All men have hearts, although they may not follow its dictates”
That morning was colder than usual. It seemed as though the spring had not yet arrived. Even so, I was ready for anything, knowing that this morning would affect the way all future events would happen.
As I walked in through the Oz doors, my companion Oscar Crow was waiting for me with a huge smile on his face.
“Good morning, Dorothy, I have an idea that could be fantastic.”
“Hi Oscar, can you tell me on the way up to Timothy Mann’s office?” I grinned at him.
It took barely forty seconds to reach floor twenty, not enough to set out a complete overall idea, but plenty to sketch out a fair idea of it. We would use all the plants ...