He’d never really thought
about snakes till he moved to Texas, where the rural farewell phrase was,
“Watch for snakes!” even if you were leaving in your car.
He had a general unease
about snakes. They were silent legless dinosaurs who seemed to live in an
alternate universe from fish, mammals and birds.
Every time he went outside,
his eyes panned back and forth ahead of him, watching for snakes, and it became
second nature. He felt confident that he had this Snake Thing down.
Then the rat snake
plummeted from the big oak, landing on his head and neck.
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