The driver yells out. Driving straight toward the cat. This cat has gumption, this cat has a grudge, hissing and holding its ground. A Vespa’s high-pitched whine as it roars down the driveway, veering a sharp left to avoid the pregnant cat. A scream as the Vespa spills, throwing the driver. Black leather and helmet, body of the driver rolling into a series of fast tumbles across the gravel. A dull smash. Vespa on its side. Wheels spinning. Vespa driver face down. Unmoving. And a once-giant truffle shattered into pieces all across the ground.
