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A Murder of Ducks

by Gustave Deresse

Ducks at Dusk — Image Produced by Author Using Canva Pro

“Tonight,” the voice whispers, “you get whole leaf.” Amused by my jolt, the stranger smirks, faces me on the bench, and asks lightly, “Is it a ‘murder’ of ducks?”

I know this! “Nah,” I say, “it’s a ‘paddling’.” I grin; we nod at one another. The ducks devour the lettuce.

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