#8sunday October 11 , 2015 Birdie 10

Hello again, Weekend Writing Warriors! This is my next 7-sentence-snippet in my latest short story. I have included the last sentence of the preceding piece for continuity

#8sunday October 11 , 2015 Birdie 10

This story is told from the point of view of a ‘haunt’. She is trapped in a limbo of homeless wandering, when she meets an orange cat and its human child. After an encounter with the child’s abusive father the trio escape into the nearby wilds.

To read the preceding text click here. The story continues with the following 7 sentences:

When morning broke, I awoke to birdsong, and the tickle of mousy hair against my nose and cheeks. The child was nestled against my body, and my arms had wrapped themselves around her and the cat. The pain of the previous day flooded back, along with the bewildering knowledge that somehow to this lone waif and her feline companion, I was Real.

My heart stuttered. The tightness binding it cracked and then shattered apart. Heat filled my chest, and flooded my limbs, like liquid sunshine. My back ached, and my mouth was dry and tasted foul, but I lay there in the golden warmth, in wonder.

© Kim Magennis 2015

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22 thoughts on “#8sunday October 11 , 2015 Birdie 10

  1. Cool stuff. Reading this made me realize just how your haunt kept herself apart from the world, observing but not taking part. Now she’s ready–or at least hoping–to be part of the world again.

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