Thimbles

Since that moment my mother revealed to me that I was going to be a grown man one day and marry, I've never wanted to grow up. I find females intriguing. They have a cup of tea ready every time I need it. They put me to bed. They tell stories. This is what they are best for. I especially like the story about Cinderella. I know how she felt. But I don’t want to marry like her. Thimbles are outside Neverland; I’m not coming. Even though there’s Hook somewhere out there, searching for me, again.