The sun was frozen, it seemed. No light appeared to permeate from its copious storerooms and any heat that might have worked its way to the ground was blocked by the icy gray clouds that spanned the endless expanse of sky. No one could have possibly said that today was a day to be out and running around. Yet here Katlyn was, at the zoo, with her neice's third grade class.
"Kitty! Kitty, come here and see! They're feeding the snakes!" Katlyn loved her neice, truly she did, but she couldn't help wishing that for once her sister had chosen to show her own daughter an iota of attention.
Bethie grabbed her hand, jerking her to the glass enclosure where, sure enough, a small defenseless mouse was in the process of being swallowed. And at that moment it was exactly what Katlyn found revolting. And to keep her stomach from turning she was forced to spin around.
It wasn't that she was squemish. Even as a child she hadn't been one to run from a mere spider. That had always been Karol, her older, more successful, more beautiful and more married sister. And everyone had always been kind enough to remind her at every single oppertunity. 'God,' she thought. 'Even I'm knocking myself around for not having married him already. What in the hell have they done to me!?'
Katlyn sighed and glanced at her watch.
Clapping her hands and calling all of the children she eventually got them out of the reptile house and walking towards the buses where freedom bekoned to her. Freedom and quiet.
No noisy little children, no animals except her orange ball of fluff, and a big cup of hot chocolate waiting for her at home.
Thinking of just those few things almost gave her a tiny burst of energy, making her suddenly want to sprint to the car after she had deposited her group of midgets to the proper bus and to their proper teacher. It gave her the little sense of glorious freedom and release as she granted herself the miniscule luxury of slamming her car's door.
She felt the smile spread across her face as she leaned back and into the worn seat. 'It's not that I don't like kids,' she thought, popping her lastest favorite CD, Evenesence's Fallen, into the player and starting the car. 'I love kids. They love me. But there's a time and a place for them. And early Febuary at the Cincinnati Zoo and Botanical Garden is not one of them.'
Okay, now I am not asking you to read that. But if you did tell me what you honestly think, kay?
And that's onlt the first part of the story. It's only like a page and a half. And it gets much, much more interesting than this.
Oh, AND I'VE MADE IT TO 600 VISITS!
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