The Six Dots
At least the human whose office she was in was just as stumped, but then again, they couldn’t see or hear her kind which put them at a distinct disadvantage.
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The Face
She didn’t respond, it was going to be one of those conversations.
Barely A Splash
Her lithe body barely caused a splash as it entered the water, dappled sunlight criss-crossed her tanned skin and the white material of her two-piece swimsuit as the momentum of her dive sped her across the pool.
Never Forget
“What’s that Grandad?”
The old man smiled,
“That’s an elephant”
“El-e-phant” she repeated slowly, as if examining the feeling of this new word in her mouth, “It looks scary!”
She snuggled into the old man’s side and grabbed a fist full of her own auburn hair, running it through her chubby fingers.