Here again is our Dear Friend Tanya Cliff with her wonderful and thoughtful piece “Ricochet”. Here is a coming of age piece with a very subtle and heartfelt twist at the end. See if You can guess it? Tanya has cleverly used her title in a final merger with her ending. Bravo Tanya! Please read and enjoy! Come visit Tanya!
“I got it”
yelled the boy
as feathers went flying
the body hit the ground with a soft thud
it was his first kill
harvested
with this year’s birthday present
in his grandma’s backyard
a pellet gun
aimed carefully
“lads will be lads”
said the dad
fantasizing
his strapping young hunter
field dressing
a 12-point buck
“it’s just a bird”
said the mom
consoling
her son as a few of his tears
splashed
on the winged carcass
“what a shame”
said the granny
sighing
a few days later
upon discovering a nest
filled
with
dead
baby
birds
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