His daughters ran from the back of the yard screaming “Snake! Snake!” The poisonous water moccasin slithered after his children, but his wife was the first to react. She grabbed the shovel and chopped off the snake’s head. His daughters danced in delight as the headless body writhed in the thick summer grass.
His daughters peeled the dead serpent with Swiss Army knives. Their little hands struggled, but they stripped the snake in violent, choppy scraps, ripping scales from muscle. He wanted to stop them, but his wife cheered them on, sipping her wine, the red blend staining her teeth.
Photo Credit: Kenneth Cole Schneider
i can see the red stained teeth – I can feel the bite of the story – thanks
This is a very good story it helped me a lot with school