Oh. My. Dog! #16

Posted: June 28, 2015 in Flash Fiction, Oh. My. Dog!
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Bud had visibly enjoyed the day, I was beat. A quick shower lifted my spirits, as did fresh clothes. I hadn’t anticipated living in the city to be that exhausting. My thoughts wandered back to the pub.

“This was strange, Bud. Trish seems to have some neurotic issues, running away like this. And her aunt is really weird.”

Bud seemed to agree. Then his gaze turned to the door. A moment later, we heard a timid knock. It was Mrs Cairns, asking us over for dinner. Her husband was still at the office and I sensed that she was often pretty lonely.

We had grilled vegetables and mashed potatoes. It was delicious. She blushed when I told her.

“I hope you do not consider me too invasive, Ken.”

I shook my head, “No, not at all, dear Mrs Cairns.”

She beamed, visibly relieved.

When she got up to take the plates away, I jumped up to help her. Filling the dishwasher was a matter of seconds, her next steps took my landlady to the coffee-machine.

“Isn’t it nice to end dinner with coffee and some cheesecake?”

I couldn’t agree more; Bud munched his treats, obviously having quite different preferences.

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