Come Here Monkey Boy

I pondered the thought for a few minutes. “Well I’m nice to most people, but considering the fact that you’re living in a tree made you seem like a better person to help out.” A smile filled his lips as he nodded. I continued on with my questions. “What brought you to New York?”

His eyes seemed to glaze over as if he were in remembering everything, and I hoped I didn’t touch too deep of a memory.