Iverson's Vision Quest

"Iverson's Vision Quest."

         Iverson had a weakness for anything chocolate, and that craving proved to be his downfall. He’d spent two nights in the Canadian Rockies on a Vision Quest, a rite of passage for a boy entering manhood, and he was bored, hungry, and tired, and completely without visions. In fact, on the night of his disappearance, he was trying to make up a good vision story, when he noticed a family of campers. They couldn’t see him because he was seventeen feet up a Canadian maple tree.

And that’s when Iverson noticed it - an open rucksack containing Reese’s chocolate peanut butter cups. He fluttered his wings in anticipation, as he counted the chocolates - one, two, three – who cares – a whole lot of chocolate! And he decided to take the risk and swoop down into the rucksack for a tiny smackrel of chocolate. In the failing light, a fairy didn’t look much different from a small bat.
              Anyway, he was overlooked.

              The next morning, everything got loaded into the car for the trip to New York. Back at home, Mrs. Hilliard, the mother, was the first person to notice the rucksack’s movements. Figuring it to be some sort of large insect, she took the bag into the back yard, unzipped it and quickly walked inside - just in case whatever was inside could sting. And so Iverson got his first glimpse of Middletown, New York and of the Hilliards’s back yard.
             The bright hollyhocks next to Mr. Kugglemans’ fence caught Iverson’s eye, and he bounced around from petal to petal, stretching his wings and flexing his knees. 
             With a terrible yapping, Alpo, the Hilliards' attack Chihuahua charged the hollyhocks and woke Mr. Kuggleman from a blissful couch nap.

            "Shuddup, dog," he yelled, said some words I can't repeat, and filed a complaint with Animal Control.