Wednesday, 17 March 2010

They treat us like animals

Rvetandom Word: The Vet
’I’m sorry to ask but are you insured?’
‘No, is it bad. Oh its bad isn't it?’
'She has cancer and its spreading fast. It would be best to let her feel no more pain.’
’But she is only in her seventies.’
’It would be best—.’
’But she’s my mother.’

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.