The Search

Methuselah opened the door of the Inn. The short, odd, little man looked like he bore the wisdom of the nearly 1000-year-old man from the Biblical comparison. Each crater-like wrinkle seemed to disappear when he smiled.
"Good morning young lady. Me thinks you have a problem with reading."
His gravely voice belied the youthful agility he displayed with a funny little jump and kick that reminded her of a leprechaun. He pointed to the sign on the door.
"I'm sorry sir, I couldn't resist the knocker. I've never seen anything like it."
"He's a curious flower, he is for sure." The old man’s phrasing was so quaint she would have to make note of it to use in her book. He would make an interesting figure.
From The Search by G. K. Fralin