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Nothing To Eat

Hunter stood vacant, hopeless, in the living roorass and weeds Weeds were plants, after all Animals ate them They would at least fill his stomach

Grass and weeds Boiled He could do that

Then he saw the deer

It was a doe Hyper alert, with a face thatblack eyes

A deer As big as a calf

Hunter was h what he was doing or why

He moved swiftly He opened the back porch door The deer, startled, took off in a bounding run Hunter raised his hands and thought, Burn

The deer did not fall over dead Instead, itsound Hunter had not known deer could ed

Hunter aiht, Burn

The deer stus were immobilized It fell on its face

Hunter ran to it He found the deer still alive Struggling She looked at hi, soft eyes and for a moment he hesitated

“I’m sorry,” he said

He aimed his hands at her head In seconds she had stopped thrashing The dark eyes turned opaque

She srill