Tweet of the Day: Roar- A Drabble
I’m not much for very short fiction or very long fiction for that matter, but after reading Aleïla post I remembered this old story:
When I was a kid, my mother sent me to the corner store to buy some bread and milk. On my way I heard a roar coming from under a parked car. I stopped, hunched over and then two cats scooted out. One looked at me with green eyes, meowed and moved on as if he owned the world.
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