Charming and Her Pet Snake

Where is your daughter? I asked my new neighbor. The four-year-old or the ten-year-old? The one who wants to show me her pet snake. Oh, that’s Charming. She is in the living room. I stopped short of the couch where the twelve-foot snake was staring at me. As if I was a possibility for lunch. She was wound around the four-year-old. Doesn’t that make you nervous? I asked the mother. "No," she said. "Should it?" I nodded my head and left quickly. Not wanting to know the ending of this story.