Literature
First of November
Finch, Pig Pig, Mr. Kitty, Devil Lad, and Moochie lay sprawled across the lawn in exhaustion. Stuffed pillowcases and piles of candy and wrappers surrounded them. It was another successful year. Finch turned a heavy eye to the horizon. Tufts of light threatened to end the darkness.
Hey, guys! Stand alert! They shakily rose, Pig Pig mumbling to himself half-asleep until Mr. Kittys elbow in his rib cut it short. Finch had to hold his sleepy little sister upright so she could see.
They watched in fatigue-induced silence as the first November sun climbed into the sky.
Mr. Kitty yawned. So ends another one.