A huge pile, it had been
I gawped at the spot on the yard, curses rolling through my head.
How could this happen? Did I need to call the Department of Natural Resources? The Mounties?
And what was I going to tell Bear?
The kids were long inside, front door hanging open. I stalled for a minute out on the lawn, putting it off, unsure of what to say.
Bear came outside and loped over towards the woodshed, casually opening the door and grabbing an armload. "So, Jess, how was your day?"
Whimper. Caught. 'Um, hon? Something happened....'
Bear was caught up in fixing dinner. "Yeah, the kids are hungry, and...why are you white? Did something...is it your Mom?"
'No,' I stammered, 'it's the...the...wood.' The wood I've been promising you I'd put away for...well, months now.
Bear swung open the door again. "It's here. I was bored today."
The Pod People strike again, folks.