"The mountain man lives near here, right?" he said.
Wilbur looked at him, and his eyes were wide with terror.
"Hey! Why did you mention him! They say that he's a demon from hell! An angry spirit that can curse you if you mention his name! Ma always said that he's lurking around the forest ready to..."
"To eat bad boys or girls yeah, I heard about the stories of course!"
Jacob sounded very sarcastic. Jacob was not as easy to believe stories as his younger brother was. Jacob always fancied himself as a young critical thinker of sorts.
"Yeah! Yeah! That mountain man, he's a big bad..."
Wilbur's voice was trembling now, and he could barely hold on to his fishing rod. There was clearly fear and panic coursing through the young boy's body.