Sitting in the living room, I looked out at Ana who was standing at the far end of the backyard, photographing a salamander that she’d fished out of the pool, when I saw a gray and white blur move past her. Then another and another. And another.
Sitting in the living room, I looked out at Ana who was standing at the far end of the backyard, photographing a salamander that she’d fished out of the pool, when I saw a gray and white blur move past her. Then another and another. And another.