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Present Day
“Get in there!” Grandpa roared as he gripped the handle of the leaf net
and eyed the ducks—Harold and Maude—with distaste as they
flapped around my pool.
“Are you talking to me?” If so, that wasn’t going to happen. I’d tugged on
my new Shark Week shirt this morning, and there was no way I was going to
risk ruining it on the first day. I hadn’t even eaten in it yet. That was
dangerous enough.
“Of course I’m not talking to you.” Grandpa shot me a withering look.
“I’m talking to him.” He jerked a thumb at my cousin Mario, who was eating
a Buster Bar from Dairy Queen despite the fact that it wasn’t even nine
o’clock.
“I’m good,” Mario replied. He didn’t seem interested in the ducks in the
least. “You guys are handling this situation like pros.” He licked his treat, not
realizing that he had a large chunk of the hard chocolate shell on his cheek.
My whole family eats like animals. “I’m just here to supervise.”
Grandpa kept the leaf net in his right hand and lodged his left on his hip.
“What did I say?”
Mario adopted a hangdog expression. “I’m eating my breakfast,” he
whined. “Do you want me to go into a coma and die from lack of food?”
I loved Mario—most of the time—but he wasn’t in danger of going into a
coma from lack of food. Like the rest of the family, he couldn’t be described
as a waif. He was solid, more rounded than angled, and the fact that he was
losing his hair in his early twenties made him look older than me.
“Get in that pool!” Grandpa snapped. “We have to get the ducks out
before they crap.”
I had news for him. The ducks had already crapped in the pool, multiple
times. I had been waging my war with them for weeks, and they were
winning. I couldn’t stand losing, so I’d called in reinforcements to help evict
them. I was starting to think I should’ve recruited a different team.
The sound of the sliding glass door opening behind us drew my attention,
and I wasn’t surprised to find my husband, Eliot Kane, joining the fun. “Do
you have any idea how loud you are?” he complained. “The neighbors are
going to call the cops.”
I narrowed my eyes. “You could help,” I suggested.
“The ducks have won, Avery,” he replied, using his most practical voice.
“We just have to wait for them to get bored and leave.”
That was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard. “This is our pool. We
can’t let the ducks win.”
“They only come in the morning,” Eliot reminded me. “They get their
morning swim in and then take off to monitor their nest. We can survive
another week or two of this until they move off with their little ones.”
Grandpa straightened. “They have a nest?”
I nodded and pointed to the spillway paralleling the rear of my property.
In addition to pairs of ducks, there was a huge egret, a snapping turtle that
liked to go for the toes of the kids who poked it with sticks, so many frogs I
couldn’t even begin to count them, and a few furry animals that I didn’t want
to think about too much because I watched too many horror movies and
would have nightmares.
“Well, then that’s the answer,” Grandpa said. “We need to hold the eggs
hostage.”
“What then?” I asked, curious.
Grandpa was incredulous. “What do you mean? We take the eggs and
only give them back when the ducks agree to vacate the pool.”
“I don’t think you can negotiate with ducks.”
“That’s only true of terrorists,” Mario said as he continued attacking his
ice cream. I kind of wanted to throw him in with the ducks and watch them
flap him to kingdom come because that was the last Buster Bar, and he hadn’t
even asked if he could have it. “You can’t negotiate with terrorists. I think
ducks are fair game.”
I turned to Eliot. “Are you going to help or just stand there silently
mocking me?”
“Oh, baby, I’m capable of doing both at the same time,” he said on a
wink. “I’m going for the mocking today. I’m trying to work.” Eliot gestured
toward the house. “I know this might come as a shock, but someone has to
pay the bills.”
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