A Fox Serum Story
“Hey, Hyacinth, whatcha have there?” I finally piped up. I'd taken a train halfway across the state to meet my friend at a national park, hoping against hope it was for the one reason I'd dreamed of, and all she could do was make small talk.
She smiled secretively. “Oh, nothing.” She swept away a leaf that had fallen on her shoulder, gazing across the miles of woodland as we walked. “You know, there's a rare subspecies of deer that only lives here. It's on the endangered species list, and there was just a virus that went around that killed many of the males. It's horrible.”
I was listening to her, but I was more interested in the small carton that was half-concealed under her arm. It was a lab box. It had to be. And maybe, just maybe, it contained my greatest wish.
“The wolf population's in decline too.” When she said it, she didn't look at me, but her eyes were tw