Somewhere inside,
Coyote smiles. Yesterday was family and friends, pizza and prosecco, and red wine, and bad belly be damned. Yesterday was fireworks after dark, Coyote watching with child's eyes with
little Luka,
going on three; who sees a night sky filled with the mystery of falling stars. So, yes, it was this morning, somewhere inside, Coyote smiled. Meanwhile, Tortoise kept his head tucked in his shell, sleeping disdainfully throughout the previous evening's entertainment.
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