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The Sleet That Rained Like Laughing Lizards
The Sleet That Rained Like Laughing Lizards
A Short Story
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But not even an intuitive person who had once revived a dying,
old man, was prepared for what Sarah had in store today.
The sleet rained like laughing lizards, making Carla angry. Carla
grabbed a cursed hawk that had been strewn nearby; she
massaged it with her fingers.
As Carla stepped outside and Sarah came closer, she could see
the puny glint in her eye.
Carla looked back, even more angry and still fingering the cursed
hawk. "Sarah, I shrunk the kids," she replied.
They looked at each other with shocked feelings, like two hissing,
horrible horses rampaging at a very energetic holiday, which had
R & B music playing in the background and two hopeful uncles
talking to the beat.
Carla regarded Sarah's wide thighs and fragile lips. "I don't have
the funds ..." she lied.
Sarah glared. "Do you want me to shove that cursed hawk where
the sun don't shine?"
THE END