Cries In The Night
“What were those noises in the night?” says Admin.
“Noises?” says Spence.
“You didn’t hear them? An awful kind of crying, like some creature was having a nightmare?”
“Nope,” says Spence. “By the way, you don’t look like you had a good sleep.”
“On account,” says Admin, “of that horrible crying.”
“Got it,” Spence says.
Bernie looks up from his coffee. “Maybe it was a chupacabra,” he says.
“What’s that?” say the others.
I go outside, smell a creature that’s new to me. Also, here’s a beach ball that’s lost most of its air. How did that happen? Any chance I had something to do with it? Not that I remember. I take it inside. I always like watching humans blow up beach balls, the way their cheeks puff out.
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