FIND THE FACE 


By Tessa Harvey


        Young George was playing happily with his model garbage truck, Baby Lucy slept peacefully in her bassinet nearby. The puppy, Fowler snoozed, soft brown head on curled paws. Something disturbed him and he raised his head and ears, prickling with unease. Fur rose on his hackles. He growled and stood, stiff-legged, menacing.
    George looked around and screamed, waking Lucy. Her little body jerked in fear, her arms flung wide. She cried.
    Sandi dropped the tea towel, leaving the dishes and raced to her children. The tiger snake stopped slithering towards the children , baffled by the noise, uncertain.
    Without thinking, Sandi grabbed it hard by the neck end, reaching for the tail, and flung it into the small bathroom and slammed the door.
    Shaking like a wobbly jelly, the young woman slid down onto the floor. George ran over, gulping back his sobs. "Where can we doo wees and poos now, Mum?" His voice was tiny and hushed.
    Sandi gave a weak chuckle and hugged her small son. Then she crawled to get up and see to her baby. They patted and fussed over the young dog. George got him some special dog treats from the cupboard. Fowler's tail wagged joyfully.
    An hour later the snake had been removed by a friendly man from the local wildlife rescue. "Don't worry," he said in a deep voice, "it will be released a long way from your house."
    He looked at George with some amusement as the boy raced to the toilet. Sandi laughed. The dog and the baby were asleep once more. The man left, smiling.

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