True story of tonight's adventure

There I was staring into the fierce eyes of the beast as it started feasting on my fingers. With my son on my lap I thought only of keeping him safe. I was not sure how this was going to play out. Would my hand be crippled forever? Do fingers grow back? How is this going to effect my golf game? As I stared into the eyes of the beast I decided, this is not the end for me. I will not be beaten. I struggled to break free of the beast's fierce grip and was triumphant.

On my way home I played back the horrific experience and decided maybe those thoughts arose a bit prematurely. However, your mind goes a bit crazy as you are being bit by a duck at the pond.

Heart and Soul
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