Riya's Foundling

Imagine that the creature we call cow evolved into a beast with near-human intelligence, who thinks of herself as a person . . . But this is Phildee\'s story, and Phildee is a boy. Or that\'s what he\'d call himself if you asked him. He\'s out and about, and playing games that come from his imagination. The loft of the feed-house, with its stacked grainsacks, is a B-72, a fort, a foxhole -- any number of things, depending on Phildee\'s mood. Today it was a jumping-off place. Phildee slipped out of his dormitory and ran across the yard to the feed-house. Then, abruptly, the Reimann fold became a concrete visualization. And Phildee twisted. He twisted into Riya\'s world -- Riya is that creature we were discussing up above. And spring has come to Riya\'s world. . . .