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Two glowing eyes peered at me from the shadows: wolves.

I blinked, and there were four eyes. Then six. Then ten.

Then… Thirteen?

I did a quick recount. Thirteen? That didn’t make sense. Had one lost an eye in a fight?

Ah, it had just been winking. I winked back.

Ecclesiastical Accounting

Seven-year-old Kyle sold strawberries on Saturdays. He got exactly six customers every hour; he counted them.

Then one Saturday, between one o’clock PM and two o’clock PM, he had nine customers.

Three of them didn’t buy anything, though. “The more things change,” Kyle sighed, “the more they stay the same.”