all my bounce has gone flat, like soda with the top left off.

i was momentarily sidetracked by the vision of Eric herding a cow into a trailer and driving it to the shoulder of the the interstate and shooing it into the trees.

Most humans were on one big island, to the fairies, and that island was adrift on a sea called I Totally Don’t Care.

I’d never seen anything like it. First a trial, then a few murders, then dancing. Life goes on. Or, in this case, death continues.

Finally, a human man saw me as intensely valuable. Just my luck he was happily married and thought I was a freak.

The sweetest part of being a couple is sharing your life with someone else. But my life, evidently, had not been good enough to share.

The world seemed a bad and terrible place, all its denizens suspect, and I the lamb wandering through the valley of death with a bell around my neck.