“Cats, bats, and now this. Why can’t I leave my garage door open for two seconds without…”
“It only happens when I’m here, Grandpa.”
“The old man looked to see his five-year-old granddaughter walk out from the house.
“I told you Grandpa, my name is Zooey.”
“Sorry. Why do the critters invade my garage when you’re here?”
The little girl gently took the bird from his hand. It sat peacefully as she stroked its feathers.
Zooey walked outside and the bird suddenly took flight. “You just have to know how to talk to them.”
The old man chuckled.
I wrote this for the Rochelle Wisoff-Fields writing challenge. The idea is to use the image above as the inspiration for crafting a piece of flash fiction no more than 100 words long. After much editing, my word count is exactly 100.
Again, I’m leveraging characters from a storyline loosely involving five children who are mysteriously summoned into a world of dragons and other forces for unknown purposes. The youngest child is Danielle or “Zooey”. Two previous flash fiction entries involving an older child in the same universe are The Way Home and Where Did Our Home Go?. I can’t tell you where in the sequence of the events today’s tale takes place since, if I actually write this series of novels, I don’t want to give out “spoilers.”
To read other stories based on the prompt, go to InLinkz.com.
Addendum: I decided to expand this tale to reveal a few more details, more of a hint of what’s to come than anything else. Go to The Whisperer Expanded for the rest, plus a look into Zooey’s past in Mr. Covingham’s Secret.