Away from her musty tent, the park by the bay is crowded. Cool breeze off the water. Maybe the heat will break, and she’ll sleep tonight.
Jane lands an open spot under a tree and slides her backpack off to realize she’s holding a leash with only a collar at the end, tags jingling.
She swivels, looking around frantically. He’s off being friendly, but — maddening! She’s about to abandon her shady spot to search when she feels a cold nose on the back of her thigh.
Troubles smiles up at her.
“You escape artist, you,” she scolds, hugging him.
Each week at the Ranch (the Carrot Ranch Literary Community, that is), Charli Mills hosts the Rough Writers and Friends flash fiction challenge. This week’s prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about an escape artist. Fun flashes from other writers are at the link. Come join us!
3 thoughts on “A Walk in the Park (Jane Doe Flash Fiction)”
Interesting take, Deborah xoxo
Troubles is feeling the social vibe while Jane just wants some rest. It endlessly exhausting having no space of your own. That’s captured well in your flash, but brightened by the companion friendship of the dog.