I’m running behind with this post–it should have been up days ago–but I was interrupted by some family tragedy: My father experienced his second heart attack last week. He survived, but it was a close call; and I foresee some necessary changes in his future.
With that said, I’ll also say this: Though this post is a reblog, it is not a time-saver or filler material. The story that follows is by my guest contributor Cyndera, who first posted it on her own blog. I am glad to have her considerable talents on loan here, but let’s be fair: I can’t expect to hog all the best material! For more entries to come, you may consider following her blog; you’ll find writing posts, short stories, essays, and much more!
This story is the first in a possible series titled “Simple Talks”. I won’t give away the details, but check it out! This first entry is titled “All We Need Is Love”.
“Hey. Hey there. Wake up!”
I slowly opened my eyes, looking around my dim bed room and then at my clock. Eight in the morning on a Saturday. I closed my eyes again.
“Hey, right over here!”
I looked to the left, where my dog Dutch was curled up next to me. He was still snoring.
“No, over here!”
I glanced to the right toward the window. The voice was too close to be outside. I was probably dreaming. I pinched myself.
“Ow! What did you do that for?”
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