Dogman

Felicity at The Dark Night Chronicles challenged her readers to come up with a flash fiction piece with the prompt “Absence”. I don’t typically do flash fiction, but I thought I’d give it a shot. Ninety-nine¬†words.¬†

http://felicityjohns.com/2015/02/20/join-me/

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He walked down to the river. It was their place, of privacy, of love.

The riverbed dried up after three years of drought and there was nothing but cracked earth and a hollow wind that sounded like her voice.

Come to the river, it said, and he did. Every night.

She left him for the Purina salesman. Flirted right in front of him as he explained the lack of byproducts and nutrition.

He kept the house, the barn, the dogs. But he couldn’t keep her.

Come to the river, she said, every night, and so he did. Every night.

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