I saw a rat. I didn't even know that you could have rats on the beach.
They've gotten into a habit of gathering in one part of the bedroom wall, so I thought that was where they were nesting. So far, all I could tell was that they stayed in the walls. I mean, traps hadn't worked, and neither had any of the rat poison stuff I got.
I'd never really dealt with rats before, so Igrabbed the ax I found in the back closet, plugged in my headphones, and gotswinging.
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60 Days of Salt and Sand
Short StoryBeing published September 10th! "She wasn't floating when I found her. She wasn't exactly sinking, either... Just still. Deadly still. At least, I thought she was dead. But then I felt a pulse. And that was enough to get me to fight for her.'
