Falling Right
by Timothy Wojcik

The problem was the raccoon in the fridge.

Natalie had been looking for a gust of fresh air and accidentally let the thing in through the window, and when chaos broke loose, the drunken throng chasing a wild raccoon and vice versa, Bart took action. He grabbed it by the scruff, threw open the fridge door, and blindly tossed the shrieking animal in.

“I’m not sure that’s a sustainable long-term solution,” Natalie said, waving their frenzied guests out of the kitchen.

“I realize that,” Bart said. “Gimme a second, I’ll think of something.”

“C’mon, farm boy,” Natalie said.