Frogs


The frogspawn had frozen. If it was still alive under the ice, Lily didn’t know. She tapped the pond’s frozen surface with her booted toe and watched cracks zigzag from the small dint she had made. The frogspawn seemed unaffected. She bent down and looked at the jelly substance. Maybe some of them would survive, but she would probably never know.

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