Short Story - Molly

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A wild goose chase like no other she waddled, evaded, flew impressively well for her remarkably advanced age of forty-four, leaving the ever-growing crowd in the echoes of her quacks and honks, an occasional feather coming loose and as a result sending the gawkers and chasers into a scurried frenzy.

“What’s all the hubbub about?” an occasional ignoramus …