The Bridge of Liars
Franz
and Grandfather were walking to town. A rabbit ran across
the road.
“What a big rabbit!” said Grandfather.
“Why, that was nothing,” said Franz. “Once I saw a rabbit as big as a cow.”
“Really?” said Grandfather. “How interesting. And have you heard that the bridge we are coming to breaks down when someone who doesn’t tell the truth crosses over it?”
“Uh—perhaps the rabbit was only as big as a goat,” said Franz.
“Perhaps,” said Grandfather.
“Or maybe it was only as big as a dog,” Franz said.
“Maybe,” said Grandfather.
They came to the bridge. Franz stopped.
“Now I remember,” he said. “It was only as big as a—”
“A rabbit?” asked Grandfather.
“Yes,” said Franz. “A rabbit.”
