night_creature_05//leaf_tailed_bean_mouse

I asked her how they could spot the difference between a soy bean and a bean mouse´s egg. To my eyes they were indistinguishable. “It is not a matter of the eyes”, she said, placing a bean in my hand. She told me to pinch it gently. To listen with my fingers. For a moment and for a while I felt nothing. But then, light as a hair that falls on your arm, the faintest heartbeat revealed itself to my fingertips. So faint that I had to close my eyes and breath slowly. So faint that suddenly my own heartbeat felt like a drum. I became afraid of crushing it then, so I placed it back into her open palms. “These are a rare find nowadays” she said, placing the egg in her shirt´s pocket. “With so many things they spray on the plants.” I looked around me. The fields had never looked greener.