[Critique Group 1] October Submission for DeAnna

[Deanna Noriega]

When The Wrong Folk Move in Next Door

By DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

 

Thwack! a tennis ball whipped   past Sassy's nose, ricocheting off the
branch where she clung. 

                "Damn it! Humans make awful neighbors! SHE FUMED. Sassy
wrapped her fluffy squirrel tail around her trembling body. 

"They have no consideration for those who already live where they

build their houses," commented Fern. 

"You're right," replied Larkspur. "They murdered the goldenrod, iris and
buttercups to put in a tennis court. They have definitely brought the
quality of living in this neighborhood down. Don't even get me started about
the noise and air pollution they bring with them!"

"This was such a magical place to dance in the moonlight, on midsummer's
Eve," mourned Iris. "We may have to move deeper into the forest," she
sighed.

"I hope not," chittered Sassy. "You fairies have been such good neighbors.
We woodland creatures would miss you terribly."

"Hmmm, let's think about this," murmured Fern. "What if we make it so
unpleasant for them, they decide not to stay?" asked Fern.

"I know we don't have your magic, but my folk would want to help with plans
to drive these inconsiderate humans away. The problem is we are vulnerable
to their chemical poisons, traps and mechanical devices," warned Sassy.

"Let's roll that tennis ball into that patch of poison ivy. You can act as
lookout Sassy and let us know if one of them is coming to look for their
fuzzy menace," directed Larkspur. 

"Oh, this could be fun," giggled Iris.

 

 

 

 

DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

Cell: 573-544-3511

Email:  <mailto:dqnoriega at gmail.com> dqnoriega at gmail.com

Author of Fifty Years of Walking with Friends

https://www.dldbooks.com/dqnoriega/

 

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