He’s Got a New Life
Flash fiction
Published in
2 min readMar 2, 2020
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“Randal!” Where the hell was that stupid dog? This was the third time this week he’d pissed inside.
She was alone now, no one but her to let him out, so he had to be in the house. But she’d searched every damn room.
Sasha McLean stomped down the stairs. She was a frail slip of a woman, and yet the wooden planks creaked and groaned with the impact of each…
