Ficlets

“Wanna hear a funny song?” my best friend’s dad asked the four of us girls in the car. “Sure!” The response was unanimous but boy were we in for a surprise.

After he popped the cd into the player in the dash a shrill and rough voice filled the car with the words “A wild pack of family dogs came runnin’ through the yard as my little sister played; the dogs took her away and I guess she was eaten up ok….My mother’s cryin’ blood dust now.”

“What if that happens to Lucy?” Mary screamed. “We don’t have a fence!”

All the while Garren was laughing. “Don’t you think this song’s funny?” he asked.

“No!” we all replied at once. “Turn it off!”