““Suddenly he jumped from his boulder as if he'd had a marvellous idea. "But that's not important! I remember what I came down here to ask you. I've never ridden a centaur before. Mind taking me for a spin around the block?" "Um ..." He put his fingers to his temples and intoned, "I predict you're going to say yes." FYI, centaurs hate being taken for a ride, either literally or metaphorically. Nevertheless, I managed a forced smile. "I would be ... delighted. Yes." "Oh yeah!" Apollo crowed triumphantly. "Who has two thumbs and the gift of prophecy?" He jerked his thumbs at himself. "This god!””
