REIGNDEER
The fawn had barely opened its eyes and begun to breathe, Danny having carefully cut open the dead doe’s amniotic sac and severed the umbilical cord, when Tucker stepped forward and shot it clean through the eye—splattering the crisp linen snow with blood (more than a little of which sprinkled Danny) and causing everyone to jump, especially me.
To understand what happened next one would have had to been there for the entire trip—for all the jests gone too far and the constant, incessant bickering, for the bitching about where to go and even how to get there, for the bitter rivalry which had developed between the oldest and most experienced of us, Danny and Tucker.
All I know is Danny launched himself at him like there was no tomorrow right there in the middle of the glade, his
