Last Night at the Last Chance Diner
Copyright© 2014 by Number 7
Chapter 24
A Dog Story
Brian was quietly minding his own business when it began. The diner pulsed with activity just before ... it happened. Then everything changed and the pulse, if that's what you would call it, came from across the street.
That old man who stood on the wooden box seemed to shake himself, like you would if you stood too still, for too long. He lifted his old raggedy arm and seemed to point to the sky for just a split second. Then everything happened at once.
Almost before it started, it was over.
Brian thought he must have been knocked out because when he came to, he was in a meadow near a stream.
None of it made sense, since he was outside and it was a nice day. In fact, it was a gorgeous day. One like he'd never seen before.
Nothing was like he had ever seen.
Then he heard a rustle in the bushes nearby. For some reason that made his whole body tense up like something wonderful was about to happen.
The meadow was quite large. At the far edge, the woods curved around out of sight. It was over there that he heard the rustling.
Suspicious and anxious, he started that way tentatively, still not sure if any of it was real, but enjoying the whole event, anyway.
Was that a bark?
Now that was interesting.
Yes, there was another bark. He thought he'd heard that particular bark before.
That got him moving. He ran towards the woods, feet barely touching the soft grass. He heard the sound a third time and joy burst inside him. It was Benjamin's bark! He knew it! He did!
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