The Peregrine Review


Molly McKim


Crack! I wake up startled, a sound ringing in my ears. I sit up and look about my room. What did I just hear? My heart races while I stand and walk into the hallway. Dad’s door is open, the room empty. I check the time and roll my eyes, relieved but annoyed. It’s 5 a.m. He’s out hunting behind the house. I look at my phone and squint at the notification from him saying to come outside and try to scare deer into his path to shoot. I type back, “No, I do not feel like leaving the warm house.”