Of (Field) Mice and a Man

There was havoc in the paddock, the plough turning the earth, upending safe havens for myriad creatures, hovering, quarrelling birds looting the spoils. The boy running behind the plough was oblivious to the life laid to waste until he stumbled over a clod and spied a field mouse too dazed to elude capture. He pounced, …

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