Two-Headed Calf, by Laura Gilpin

Tomorrow when the farm boys find this 

freak of nature, they will wrap his body 

in newspaper and carry him to the museum. 

But tonight he is alive and in the north 

field with his mother. It is a perfect 

summer evening: the moon rising over 

the orchard, the wind in the grass. And 

as he stares into the sky, there are 

twice as many stars as usual.