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until it’s too dark and the blackness eats up the light and
the mouse disappears beyond under the house.
Marlowe carefully moves toward the light coming down from
the house from the holes in the floor in the kitchen.
He sees the subfloor and feels safe but just as her arrives
at the subfloor a large, dark spider drops down from the
upper floorboards and lands in a defensive position right in
front of him.
He turns and runs for the light outside but the spider is
quicker and races in front of him and turns as Marlowe
catches up.
The spider stands on its back legs about to lunge its fangs
down into Marlowe when the spider is knocked completely off
its legs and tumbles into the dirt.
A mouse about Marlow’s size and age stands looking at him,
holding an old, short butter knife.
He turns and they both see the spider standing up, trying to
see what happened.
The new mouse turns and Marlowe instinctively turns with him
and they both scamper off.
They reach a wooden post which they climb up and through a
hole in the floor and enter a burrow of mice.
Cole waits in the yard outside. He walks back and forth
occasionally trying to call Marlowe but the mouse does not
return.
Cole sits on the ground with the flashlight and tries to see
under the house but it’s too dark.
After a long while, Cole moves up to the porch and
sits on the porch swing, rocking slightly back and forth.
Eventually Cole lies down on the swing, closes his eyes and
goes to sleep.
The mouse burrow is full of excitement and curiosity as each
mouse, older and younger, all come and examine the mouse in
human clothes.
They touch him, they sniff him, they lick at him and he
seems to be a mouse but his attire is completely different
than anyone in the colony.
Finally a very old mouse with graying fur and nose whiskers
comes down the row in the small burrow tucked up in a wall
somewhere in the house.
The older mouse examines Marlowe carefully doing everything
the other mice have done. After smelling him for a long
time the older mouse sits in front of Marlowe and thinks
about this new addition to the family.
Finally the older, larger mouse stands up and takes a step
closer to Marlowe. He leans down slowly and Marlowe begins
to feel something awful in his stomach.
As the head of the older mouse came closer and closer
Marlowe finally decided to do something so he smiled.
The old mouse jumped away and instantly other mice
surrounded Marlowe and drove him back.
They drove Marlow into a small crease in the wall which
formed a tiny room.
He stepped back into the crease of wood and noticed that it
had been carved out or scratched out by many, many claws and
it took a long time.
He had never seen mice act in this manner even though his
clothes were obviously different than the rest.
He could see outside the crease two very large and ugly
mice standing guard.
Lloyd
Son? Cole? Wake up Cole, wake
up.
Cole wakes up and sees his father standing over him. It is
night and no lights are on. He realizes he is on the porch
swing.
LLOYD:
What are you doing out here Cole?
COLE:
I – I came out to lie in the sun
and I guess I fell asleep.
Cole looks around for Marlowe but there is no sign of the
aleene.
LOUISE:
Come on into the house Cole
and get ready for dinner”
COLE:
Yes mom.
Cole bounds upstairs as fast as he can and rushes into his
room and closes the door.
He hops over to the toy house and takes off the roof but
Marlowe is not home
Cole puts the roof back on and sadly walks out and closes
the door behind him.
The family all sit at the dining room table and eat a huge
supper the like which Cole couldn’t remember in his short
life time. There was steak and potatoes and green beans
with butter sauce, thick dark gravy for the potatoes and
whole milk just cold enough to drink.
There was berry pie for desert and vanilla ice cream to put
on top.
Lloyd and Louise had bought a bottle of wine and coffee and
it was a great celebration as dad and mom took turns telling
the story of selling the ring and pushing all the money into
mom’s purse and then rushing off to the grocery store where
they laughed and laughed as they bought food for dinner and
weeks beyond.
At the end of the meal Cole did his chores in the kitchen
and then brushed his teeth and put on his pajamas and laid
down in bed while his mother cozied him up with pillows.
She told him the story of Christ and why they prayed to him
every day and how he had answered their prayers even though
Cole new it was Marlowe who had answered those prayers.
LOUISE:
What’s the matter Cole, why are
you crying?
COLE:
I don’t know mom. I can’t say.
It’s a secret.
LOUISE:
All right Cole. When you get
ready to tell me, I’ll be ready
to listen. Now you go to sleep
and let the sleep fairy take you
away to your favorite place so
you can play. Good night.
COLE:
Good night mom. And thanks.
Cole pulled up the covers as his mom shut off the light and
closed the door but not all the way.
Cole sat in his bed and waited. He waited and waited and
waited until he fell asleep waiting.
He woke up in the very early morning while it was still dark
outside. Cole carefully climbed out of bed, grabbed his
flash light and Swiss Army knife and headed out the door.
He carefully closed the screen door so he didn’t wake up the
cat or the dog.
Cole climbs down the steps until he reaches the ground and
there he turns to one side so he can look under the porch.
He snaps his light on and a huge rat, sitting right under
the edge of the house, hisses at Cole and bears his ugly
teeth.
Cole rolls backwards in fright and gives out a small yelp
but no one in the house can hear.
He pats the ground trying to get his hand to locate the
light. He finds it and shakes the flash light which bounces
back on but the rat is gone.
Cole looks further under into the darkness trying to figure
out if he should crawl under to find his friend.
Cole, on his hands and knees just waits as his mind weighs
both sides of the question.
A slow, low growl comes closer and closer to Cole. He turns
his light around and right behind him is a gray coyote with
The dog door slams shut and Smoker jumps off the porch at
the coyote who runs quickly back toward the hills and the
pack.
The front door slams open and Lloyd steps out with a double
barrel shot gun. Lloyd sees Cole with the light.
LLOYD:
What was it son, the coyote?
COLE:
Yes sir.
LLOYD:
Did you see it close?
COLE:
Real close dad. He’s gray with
really big teeth.
LLOYD:
All right Cole, you go on back
to bed now and if you ever hear
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