High and safe
A swaying fortress of leaves and twigs
The squirrel parents are away; the squirrel children are climbing near and in and out. Maybe one of them has befriended you, maybe one of them permits you to scramble up that thin trunk and come to the entrance of the nest, where a sibling eyes you suspiciously. "Do you know the password?" he asks.
"There's no pa--owww!" says your host, cut off by a flying tackle from yet another sibling.
You might hesitate to enter, but you might also be so c...
Published on December 20, 2012 05:12