flies in âcause heâd knock your socks off. You got to have a person on each side.â
âBut you gotta have a strong person,â Danny said. âLike you.â
âCanât be done, son,â their father said and went to sit besideUncle Tim. âYou see, once you get to be a certain size, oh Iâd say about Randyâs height, then youâre too big to go sniping because the snipeâll see you there holding the bag. Theyâre smart, those snipe. They arenât gonna come if they think somebodyâs holding the bag.â
âYes sir, Danny,â Uncle Tim locked his hands behind his head and stretched his legs. âTake advantage of the fact that youâre just the right age for a snipe hunt. Itâs one of those things you remember for the rest of your life, like catching a great big fish or hitting a home run.â Uncle Tim looked at their daddy and grinned. âA few other things.â
âIâve done those things,â Danny said, his face so serious. âDone both of those, caught a fish at camp and I hit home runs all the time.â
âWell then, letâs get you out in the woods to bag a snipe.â
âBut Caroline hasnât. She hasnât caught a fish or hit a home run.â
âBut I can do it,â she had said suddenly, her heart beating faster and faster with the thought of it all.
N OW IT SEEMED like she had been in the woods forever. A mosquito bit her on the leg and she let him, without slapping or saying a word. It just wasnât a good night for snipe. Deep down she hoped one didnât come. It was too hotand too dark; the snipe were going to fly into somebody elseâs bag. Again, something rustled against her leg. She tried to think of something goodâthe big box of fireworks. She was going to eat a slice of watermelon and sit on the porch rail and watch those fireworks sizzle way up into the sky. She was ready to go.
âThey ainât coming,â she whispered.
âNot if you keep talking,â he said, but this time his voice was slower like he was getting tired of standing in one place, too. âThis is the right spot,â their father had said. âDonât move from this spot.â
âI gotta pee,â she whispered, but he ignored her. âDanny? Danny, I really do gotta pee.â
âShhh, oneâs coming.â
She froze in place and sure enough she heard something way down the path, a rustling sound, and she imagined that big animal bird creeping along ready to suddenly fly up and into a hole just like theyâd said. She could hear Danny breathing, her own heart beating up in those soft spots of her forehead. She couldnât stand it anymore.
âI canât wait. I gotta go.â
âGo in your pants,â he said.
âI canât go in my pants. Mamaâll get me.â
âIâll get you if you donât shut up,â he whispered. âIâll tellthe principal you been bad, too. Iâll tell the witch to come get you. Iâll tell you a lot of things you donât want to hear, okay?â
Caroline swallowed hard, blinked back the tears and crouched forward to squeeze her legs together. âI canât wait. I canât hold it.â
âHere.â He took her side of the bag. âGo over yonder and pull down your pants. Pee out there but be quiet.â
âCome with me.â
âI canât, you big baby. I gotta hold the bag. How do we know that a snipe ainât been watching this hole the whole time?â
Caroline took a step away and moved her hands through the air to make sure there was nothing there. She eased down the zipper of her shorts.
âI talked to the witch today,â she whispered. âSheâs planning to pour cement all over her yard.â
âYeah right,â he said. âGo on now. Youâre too close. Go away from here so the snipe donât see you.â
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Matt Margolis, Mark Noonan