Filling the Space
It was the red hat that gave him away. I would have recognised it anywhere. He had his back to me, but I knew it was him standing there, fishing, near the bridge. Fishing had been his life.
I recollected his smile… those dimples, those twinkling eyes. Now that I’d found him, I knew I just couldn’t leave.
I straddled the fence of number forty-seven and scooped him up in my arms.
‘Time to come home, Norris,’ I whispered, kicking the head off one of hers as I leapt over the fishpond with the gnome she had stolen from me.
About the Author
Helen Laycock has written eight children’s mystery/adventure books, a couple of poetry books and three collections of short stories for adults, one of which includes flash fiction. She has had around thirty wins/shortlistings for poetry and short stories, successes including Words With Jam, The Ryedale Book Festival, Writing Magazine, Writers’ News, Writers’ Forum, Flash500, Thynks Publications, Erewash Writers and various online contests. She has a story published in An Earthless Melting Pot (Quinn Pub.), four pieces in the One Word Anthology by Talkback Writers (Alfie Dog Pub.), several entries in The Aspiring Writers 2013 Winners Anthology (Blue Dragon Press) and a poem in Songs of Angels (Thynks Pub.). She is a regular contributor to 100-worders on the CafeLit website and is featured in The Best of CafeLit 2013.
I love it! Norman will be so glad to be home☺ReplyDelete
Thanks, Lizy! I'm sure Norris will be pretty happy about it too :)Delete