Final Deed

Mara lingered beside the fresh grave. Benji deserved better.

“I saved this.” Rob pressed the collar into Mara’s hand. “To remember him by.”

She fingered it, wiping her face. All that remained of her precious dog.

It was time.

“He’s in our hearts. He’d want to be home. Let’s go.”

Source

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

WordPress.com.

Up ↑

Create your website with WordPress.com
Get started
<span>%d</span> bloggers like this: