Rapport in Row 17 (microfiction)
“And I’ve never been the same,” I concluded, sighing.
Next to me, in the window seat, the dog looked at me with big, brown, soulful eyes. “Rough,” she said.
Only she had acknowledged my pain, hadn’t tried to explain it away. I smiled at my new best friend.
Prompt: Tell us a story that includes an animal where there shouldn’t be one
It took me a moment to realize that this wasn't a dog in a car, probably because I *expected* it to be a dog in a car. Great setup for a terrible pun (*grin*); I groaned out loud! The phrase about acknowledging pain felt a little dark for the lightness of the rest of the piece. The final sentence tied the dog neatly into the story.
ReplyDeleteI love a good dog story!
ReplyDeleteThey are an endless source of entertainment!
DeleteThis is the cutest!!! I love puns - even the predictable ones. Some animals are the best at just being there for us
ReplyDeleteI love puns... total nerd here!
DeleteOh I LOVE this, Jen! How casually the dog fits into this human scene and yet maintains its (wo)man's-best-friend characteristic.
ReplyDeleteThanks!
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