Happiness. It's relative.
Posted on October 19, 2022 by Jan Wilberg
“Is that your cat?”
“Yes, he is. Can you catch him?”
“I don’t catch cats.” The man wiped his bumpy nose with the back of his hand.
“Maybe you could do it this one time, just as a favor to a stranger.”
The man put his bag of potatoes down on the sidewalk and set off after the cat. He called “Cat! Cat! Come here, Cat!”
It seemed unusual for a man to carry a bag of potatoes down the street, but she didn’t question because he was going to catch her cat, but he didn’t, just like he said.
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Category: 100 Word StoriesTags: 100 word story, cats, flash fiction
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What happens here on Red's Wrap is all over the map. There is no single theme, no overarching gripe, no malady of my own or others that dominates. I write about what seems important or interesting at the moment and what aims me toward hope. I write stories, essays, poems - whatever fits the day and the mood. Nothing stays the same, here or anywhere. That's a good thing. Happiness. It's relative.
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