Get To Know Him – Friday Fictioneers

Photography Douglas M. MacIlroy

I didn’t like our neighbor, he frightened me.

“Get to know him,” my Grandmother had advised me and that’s why I was standing here and watched this cruel man holding a tiny bird.

“I am feeding it to the cat,” he said and roared with laughter.

I hated being little and today I hated it more than ever.

“How did it go?” Granny asked me when we sat down for dinner.

“I will never like him,” I firmly announced.

“Grandma, can I please, not like him?”

She smiled, “I don’t like him either,” she said and then we ate.

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Friday Fictioneers are held by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Today’s photo brought back memories.

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