The boa opened its mouth to an enormous size, then just took the egg in and glub!
We could see it roll down its throat. But that wasn’t all.
After the snake had glubbed down three eggs, Matt-or-Mike said, “So, Brycie boy, how’s he gonna digest those?”
I shrugged and tried not to squeak when I answered, “Stomach acid?”
He shook his head and pretended to confide, “He needs a tree. Or a leg.”
He grinned at me. “Wanna volunteer yours?” I backed away a little.
I could just see that monster try to swallow my leg whole as an after-egg chaser.
“N-no!” He laughed and pointed at the boa slithering across the room.
“Aw, too bad. He’s going the other way. He’s gonna use the piano instead!”
The piano! What kind of snake was this? How could my sister stand being in the same room as these dementos?
I looked at her, and even though she was pretending to be cool with the snake, I know Lynetta – she was totally creeped out by it.
The snake wrapped itself around the piano leg about three times,
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