What are we eating today
“I know. “enthusiastically, her hand shoots into the sky. “This is a turkey.”
'No, 'says little brother smart-ass. 'That only suggests the picture. In reality, it is the owl that is sacrificed on the penultimate day of 2020. '
Immediately the faces of the people go to the table in position gloomy. The owl has provided stories. Not as numerous as ever, but still enough to grieve.
“But he doesn't look like an owl at all?”