#15 - Pumpkin Picking

Lindsey felt the garden hoe hit the pumpkin and the sound of the squishing from the pumpkin made her stomach do a slight flip. The flash of movement from the toad had seen seen and she pulled the tool from the now destroyed pumpkin and turned towards the oversized toad. She took a firm grip on gardening hoe and gave it another hard, fast swing.

She had determination in her eyes, as she knew these things were awful for any garden, but she also had some pent up rage as well. It showed in the way she looked at the frog with a sense of fury. She felt the garden hoe make contact with something and allowed her eyes to focus on the rather disturbing picture before her. 

The toad had certainly been sliced into two pieces, it's head had rolled over a little from the body and she swore she saw it twitching. She felt the heat leave her face, her stomach turn and she pulled herself up to look at it for a moment. Well, it seemed she had done it, right? And she did believe she could use the head for something, right? 

Reaching down, she plucked the head from the ground and pulled out some old parchment to wrap it in.