Sunday, 19 May 2013


Susan was the neighbourhood's old biddy and a fiercely protective birder. In the woods where she lurked, spying on birds, Susan flushed out teenagers caught smoking, drinking and carousing; she would upbraid berry pickers and ball players and the owners of unruly dogs. She was killed, while striding after a standard poodle and its owner, waving a bag of feces before her, when a sugar maple branch fell and conked her right on the head.

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