Critical Condition

Tara’s scream split the air.

Zach rushed to the kitchen, Rick at his heels. The back screen door hung open. In the faint pool of light beyond the threshold, Tara stood frozen, her hand splayed over her throat, her gaze fixed on a convulsing baby raccoon.

Suzie darted into the room, but Kelly immediately corralled her into the living room. Zach clasped Tara’s upper arms from behind and urged her back inside.

She whirled to face him and his heart wrenched. She’d gone ashen, her eyes glazed, her body trembling. It was all he could do not to fold her in his arms.

He spotted the upturned compost bucket and shot a glance to Rick.

“What was in that bucket?” Rick asked.

“My leftover lunch.” Tara choked on the words as her terrified eyes met Zach’s. “Someone tried to poison me.”

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