The author (Agent 33) and his teenage son (Agent 66) are passing an American football in their back yard on a fall day in east Charlotte (USA). When dad kicks the ball - errantly - an aerial dilemma ensues. A possible remedy crashes out.
Approx. 1500 words.
If this little, largely autobiographical, thought-filled tale were a movie, it would most likely be rated PG-13 (foul language).
Another one in the psecret psociety pshort pstory pseries.