“Stop staring at me!
Stupid cab, didn’t see the puddle.
Now please, eat baby, don’t fuss,” said June pushing the tray.
Just then Constantine appeared, “Sorry bud, I’m late, I was with your...”
Oskar’s tail wagged briefly before yelping.
The moist eyes searched for his parents, in the empty cage.
Gyanban Thoughts: Flash fiction after a long time. The subtext being promises broken and hope or the lack of it. We often set expectations without knowing the repercussions it may have on others...
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