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               oak tree
 On Leprechaun Watch
   by Lesley L. Smith

        "F'in hell!" Sean fell out of his chair.
        "What's wrong, Sean?" I asked from my own comfy chair.
        He pointed a shaking finger at the webcam feed. "Lookit, Sean!"
        I stared at the screen. I could almost see something there in the darkness, something small and green. "Jaysus! Is it a leprechaun, finally?"
        Sean, or perhaps I should say the other Sean, or young-Sean, since I'm named Sean, too, was scrambling up off the floor. "I can't believe it. I thought the leprechaun Irish fairy watch was a joke." He shook his head.
        "Well, they'd hardly be paying us for a joke, now would they?" I said. "And, the man with boots does not have to worry about where to put his feet."
        "I know, but real leprechauns...." He leaned over the screen, peering intently into it. "Jaysus."
        I got up and stood next to him. There was definitely something there in front of the fairy tree, an old oak on Coogan's farm. "Wait! Is there another one?" Now it was my turn to point my shaking finger.
        "Jaysus!" He nodded. "Yeah. There's two of them!"
        The clouds parted a little bit for a moment, I saw a distinct gleam of green. "Jaysus."
       

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