Clarence blinks and yawns, instantly awake at the sudden rattle of a latch. The door next to his own swings open, then closes, the metallic creak and slam echoing down the brightly lit hallway. His nap is over, thanks to the new arrival. Might as well face the day and deal with it!
While he does some quick stretches and washes his face, he steals sidelong glances at this latest stranger and wonders if he’s a loudmouth like so many of the others. Clarence’s head hurts from the constant din in this godforsaken purgatory. All the crying and complaining from the younger inmates last night had kept him awake, just as it did most nights since winter came and filled the place to near-capacity.
His stomach growls in protest. He wonders when breakfast will arrive, the high point of the morning. He knows he doesn’t belong in here, and he’s starting to forget exactly how long it has been since he’s known joy.
Is that food coming?
No, a woman, one he’s never seen before. She smiles in at him. The scent of her is delightful; it soothes him and makes him think of flowers.
His jailer is here now too. He’s opening the door! “Clarence here has been with us the longest. But he’s very quiet and well-behaved.”
“He’s beautiful,” the woman says, “and he reminds me of Leo, one I had as a child. He’s the one!” She reaches for him.
Nestled in a carrier on the passenger seat, Clarence purrs all the way to his new home.
Friday Fiction appears on random Fridays as a place to share my writing in the form of short stories, flash fiction, poetry and vignettes.
I love happy endings! Great story, Jennifer!
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Thank you, and thanks for reading!
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Lovely 🙏
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Thanks!
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Loved it, you had me fooled right from the beginning. I thought a guy was in prison. Had no idea, what was actually happening, till you wanted me to know. Very well written Jen. Keep them coming. ❤🌞
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Thank you, Lynda. It was a lot of fun to write. And thanks for dropping by my blog today. 🙂
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Wonderful! I’m sure kennels and animal adoption centers often do feel like prison. How wonderful when a pet finally finds a home.
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Yes, no matter how good they may be treated there, it can’t compare to a real home and a loving person or family. Thanks for reading, Carrie!
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Wonderful story Jennifer, I was totally caught from first sentence. Must say I was at
first thinking it was a boy…
Such a happy outcome. Clarence got his sweet smelling lady and she got a kitten that looked like her Leo.
xo miriam
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Thank you, Miriam. My son told me he had to go back and reread it when he got to the end! It was a good outcome that I wish for many of Clarence’s kind. 🙂
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What a wonderful story. That ‘been here the longest’–I’m glad Clarence didn’t give up.
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Thank you, Jacqui! It makes me happy you thought it wonderful. It was fun to write. 🙂
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Ahhh…Jennifer, I so enjoy these pieces and Clarence stole his way straight to my heart! ❤️ Wish he was in a carrier on the way home with me. Great sense of personality, you kept us guessing although giving hints along the way. Lovely writing! Wishing you a wonderful weekend, my friend! 😀❤️🌺
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Thank you so much, Annika, your praise means a lot! Your book has inspired me to try more short fiction pieces. I wish you a lovely weekend as well. ❤
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Jennifer, I’m so happy to hear that … thank you for letting me now and happy writing!
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Aw…I’m so happy for Clarence. I love happy endings!
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I’m a sucker for a happy ending too, Jill. Thanks for reading!
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Love, love, love! Yay for Clarence!
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Thank you, Lois. And yay for any fortunate little fellow like him!
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