|Photo credit: Stephen Craven|
Along the winding path and into the dense foliage walked the boy following the yips of a puppy. He'd always wanted a puppy.
He found him trapped in a briar patch, whimpering as the thorns stabbed his tender nose.
As the boy freed the wriggling mass, the puppy jumped up and down and licked his face.
Written for the Gman of Friday Flash 55 fame, as he recovers from a serious illness. We look forward to his return.