I cycled past the bobcat who sat eight feet off the trail.
The squirrel wasn’t as lucky.
Copywright 2016 Betheny L. Reid
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Monthly Archives: April 2016
Futile
Like moth to flame
I call my mother.
Copyright Betheny L. Reid
Remember I write fiction
Not the Usual Suburb
“Bobcat seen on Flintcove Lane, seeking babysitter.”
…hmmm, the posting on the neighborhood blog was a bit different today.
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