Don’t assume that I don’t have anything to say just because I don’t say anything normally. I talk when it matters, when I know I will be heard. Otherwise, my talking will get lost in the myriad voices out there, just another dog barking.
But now I have to bark loudly, until I am heard to get them here. I saw her body getting dumped here.
This five sentence fiction piece is written in response to the one hundred and thirty fifth edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt – MYRIAD and the above picture prompt hosted at Reflections by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
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