08/19- From Old Dreams-
A fat, three foot long, black rattle snake was curled over the top of the picture
frame. The tip of its tail softly shook, making the sound of a tambourine shaking and
almost half of its body stood up straight, head arched prepared to strike.
Arlene jumped up and screamed a warning. “Snake …!”
Brian swung around, glancing right at the snake, then kept scanning the
apartment, before looking back at her in confusion. “Where?”
Arlene pointed at the snake. “It’s right there. It's right in front of you. How can you not see it?”
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