knots

Mike smiled as he watched Tom knot and tighten the rope.

“You take way too much pleasure in doing that,” he said.

Tom just shook his head. “I can’t believe you’ve never done this before. You, of all people.”

“Hey. I’m not as experienced in some things like you. Wow. That’s tight." Mike examined the knot. "Are you sure this is gonna hold me?”

“You’re not that strong. You won’t be able to undo it.”

Tom gave a final yank and stood back to admire his handiwork. “I like it.”

Michael laughed. “Okay, so now what?”

“Now, we get in.”

Tom hopped into the rope hammock and let it swing lazily between the two trees. Mike was apprehensive, but he climbed in, rolling against Tom’s body.

“This better not collapse,” Mike growled, trying to find a comfortable position.

“It won’t,” Tom said. “I tie excellent knots.”

~end