Garter Snake
I can feel the sun’s warmth radiating on the other side of the path. I uncoil slowly moving toward the heat while stretching every inch of the way. Mid path I feel heavy footsteps and quick shallow breaths. Dogs and hikers. Damn. I freeze. I stay frozen even when the high pitched screaming starts.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. A snake. I didn’t even see it. It’s a snake.”
And laughter from the other hiker. “He’s just trying to cross the road. It’ll take him awhile.”
The footsteps continue and become memory before I make my way across the path into the long brown grass on the other side. Close call.
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