The Art of Skunk Defense

The Art of Skunk Defense

Still in Abigail’s living-room, Quinn stopped the recorder, took a deep breath and asked Abigail if she wanted to hear more since there was still more of the recording left to play. ABIGAIL: “Of course, please continue. I’ll just refill our wine glasses and get more...
General Beauregard Answers Quinn’s Questions

General Beauregard Answers Quinn’s Questions

As the day wore on, Quinn and General Beauregard Lee chatted amiably about their backgrounds. Since both were herbivores, they shared a simple and satisfying evening meal of grass and berries, after which Beauregard invited Quinn to stay overnight and attend the...
Quinn’s Narrative Unfolds

Quinn’s Narrative Unfolds

After glancing around Abigail’s living room, Quinn held the wineglass aloft and made the following toast in a playful voice with a hint of mischief … QUINN: “Here’s to adventures untold and stories yet to unfold.” Quinn paused, the silence inviting reflection, before...
Questions

Questions

Abigail stood frozen in the doorway, her mind spinning as she tried to make sense of the peculiar sight before her. There, on her doorstep, stood a porcupine. Not just any porcupine—this one tipped its hat with a deliberate gesture and held a neatly rolled map in its...