"Now!" he says, and the two guns crack as one; birds fly from the dark branches of the baobab trees. The shouts of warning and fear turn quickly to ringing cheers.
Author's Note
Almost all of Perry Kennold's italicized lovelorn musings are from Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass.
This one is dedicated to the Brothers Grimm.
And, of course, it's also for Papa. Who, one likes to think, would have been amused.