Like a monstrous Noah’s Ark. “Why didn’t you come sooner?” Laura shouted in offense. There’s not much time… There was a dry thud, and when we rushed over to see what was going on, he only flailed his legs a few more times, then stiffly remained between the gutters. However, he too died in the course of the afternoon… He didn’t have the ferocity of a gorilla, but if the food in the trough ever ran low, I’d rather not have to fight him. My attempt to close my eyes and treat the whole thing as a natural extension of last night’s drunken bender only drew another foot into my ribs. Then a voice – or a thought – began to rumble somewhere inside me. Although the water trickled from the trough into the lake, there was no doubt that the place under the pools would soon be crowded, for the lake had rather steep banks, and where I had woken up – and where it was more accessible – the crocodile was seen to be lurking.
