Flash Fiction #110 – Maybe and the Old Woman From Next Door
Maybe recognizes the old, raspy-voiced woman humming. She’s the only one that pets him in the backyard. He loves how she scratches behind his ears and tells him he’s a good boy. He pushes his head through the fence. “Hello, cutie,” she says. He smells that she means him no harm, that there is affection […]
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