by Sarah Hilary
Wendy our water buffalo is blue. You never saw such a sad-looking creature, eyes as mournful as a plaster Madonna. We brought her from Romania. There’s plenty of rain here in West Wales but I worry she’s pining. She pulled carts, ploughed fields, now she sits all day looking lost. It’s not all bad news; she gives us great mozzarella.
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Sarah Hilary won the Fish Historical-Crime Contest and has two stories in the Fish Anthology 2008. Her work has appeared in Literary Fever, Every Day Fiction, Ranfurly Review and Zygote in My Coffee.
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