Interrupting Two Black Panthers
I had never interrupted a black panther conversation before.
I stopped in my tracks, barely breathing.
Hoping neither of them had noticed me.
One of them had a sniffer high in the air.
I ducked behind a vine.
My heart was beating like a hummingbird’s wings.
I waited.
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