Cassie wasn’t worried; the pup always found his way home, as if he’d been equipped with broadband. Rex would return, eyes shining with laughter, carrying some stranger’s property in his mouth.
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
- The Sunday Muse #218;
- Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: ‘broadband’;
- Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: ‘shine’;
- Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #267