Buddies in Arms

Carla and Susan are kindergarten buddies. Now in their mid- sixties, nothing has changed between them. Not even their penchant for taking long walks, come rain or shine. Carla with her umbrella, Susan in her sun hat; just the way they had been as two gangly teenagers.

It’s no surprise, that they have managed to stay neighbours. They are married to their childhood sweethearts, who knew separating one from the other would be sacrilege.

This balmy summer evening, as they make their way through the cobbled path, admiring the myriad blooms, Susan stops short.

A helpless looking baby squirrel, lies sprawled in their path. The little thing is all skin, no hair.

“Poor chap, must have fallen from its nest. The wind has been a rogue today. I’ll take him in,” says Carla tenderly.

Before they know it, Mrs. Squirrel, draped in a sapphire gown and a pair of black boots appears, looking at them admonishingly.

Carla looks aghast.

Susan chirps, “Relax Hun, we got to go easy on those Sangrias.”

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Word Count: 156 words

This is my first post for Priceless Joy’s, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story or poem in around 150 – 175 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thank you Priceless Joy, for this lovely prompt. For more information visit HERE.

To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.