Scales by Samantha Henderson
One day when a surge of dying summer heat roiled through the waterways, spoiling my fishing, I punted home to find Mama running down the grassy swell towards my docking-place. Hope died in her face when she saw my punt empty and I knew then what had happened...
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Author's note: I HATE SNAKES (and mosquitos)
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