Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty

Two of a Kind

The bus arrived, and the dog leaped up wagging his tail and staring at the opening door with hope. Nobody went out. I climbed in, and the bus took off. The dog stayed frozen in the shadow of the worn out phone booth that, too, had been abandoned for years.

15 thoughts on “Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty”

      1. It’s an old Australian folk legend about a dog that sat and waited for his master for a week or more, choosing loyalty to his master over food and life. The story has the poor thing waiting on a lunch box (a tucker box), but not eating a thing from it:

        My original comment was a compliment, by the way. I really did enjoy your short story.

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