Troublesome Wood Shed

May I tell you a secret? Whispered the old wood shed. Treehouse is fearful of Wee House, I was told by Ned. It is difficult to believe, but I had no reason to doubt. I went around to hear better when my fire went out. So, Treehouse is fearful of Wee House, I reiterated. Old Wood Shed looked around in a panic, clearly exasperated. You are too loud! He told me. It is a secret you see. Who told you? I asked him, suspecting it was notorious Wee. Wee had been stirring up trouble ever since she arrived. Her meddling had caused problems, I think at least twenty-five. She puffed up herself and tried to put others down. But Wood Shed looked embarrassed and stared at the ground. Have you asked Tree House herself? That would be a start. No said Old Wood Shed, he can be a meddling old fart. I can ask her, I offered, hoping he would say never mind. I saw him whispering next to a sapling, who was more of his kind.