Copyright-Scott L. Vannatter

“I’m George, kitty in charge, and I am going to make sure this Santa Claus dude remembers that I live here. I have always lived here…even before they brought Doofus over there home. Well, they call him Douglas. The thing is, he gets all the good stuff now. Hey what am I? Chopped tuna?”

“So I put together a list. Nothing fancy. I like those feather toys and the crunchy treats. Uh, and Santa? If you could slip me a bit of catnip I might survive all the gaiety around here and make it to next year! Merry Merry!”

kat ~ 24 December 2015
(100 Words)

A story for Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge. If you’d like to read more click HERE.

Photo Credit: Etol Bagam 

She visits him every day in the prison. People struggle to understand how she could. He was, after all responsible for the death of her son.

Rainy days are especially hard, because it was raining on the night of the accident. Josh was driving a bit too fast around that curve. And Jeffrey? If only he had been wearing his seatbelt that night, he wouldn’t have been thrown from the car when it hit the tree.

She used to replay the accident and the trial in her mind on the long walks to the prison. Sometimes the grief and bitterness would overcome her and she would have to stop for a moment to regain her composure. But not anymore. No, not anymore.

Time and grace have helped her to embrace the gift of forgiveness. The more she got to know Josh, the more she realized how alike he and Jeffrey are.  They were best friends after all. In a small way Josh connects her to the son she lost. And so she visits every day.

kat ~ 23 December 2015
(175 Words)

A story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW). Thanks Priceless Joy for this week’s challenge and also to Etol Bagam for this beautiful thought-provoking prompt!q if you’d loke to read other stories or enter your own, click HERE.