Tiny Stories: A Puddle of Memories

Popular belief has it that the universe is comprised of atoms. In reality, the universe is actually made up of…

Bailey didn’t remember the accident or being thrown clear of the car into the nearby bushes, and he was unconscious when his person was taken away in an ambulance. All he knew, when he came to, was that he was all alone, far away from home.

The concept and passage of time was slightly different for Bailey, so as the rain on his brow beat a rhythm unlocking the past, he sat at the scene of the accident, “good boy” style, in a puddle of memories, waiting faithfully for his human’s return.

©2017 Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys