NEW STORY POSTED: "Fawn" by Alex Miller.

whiskeypaper:

A deer grazed on the far side of a field bordering the highway. Melinda, suddenly oblivious to traffic, swerved onto the shoulder. Gravel crunched under her tires as they rolled to a stop. She exited the car, crept to the passenger side and leaned against it. She stared at the animal. If it sensed her presence it gave no sign. The deer nonchalantly munched grass near a small patch of woods barely thirty yards away. It was young and bore no antlers, so she could not tell for sure if it was a buck or a doe, but in her heart she knew it was a doe.