Missing

Did they ever find Lori?

Yes.  The police found her yesterday, and she’s okay.

I just wondered.  I saw her cats again.

I think she might be in the hospital.

I thought you said she was okay.

Well, yes, I meant, physically.  She’s not sick, or hurt, or anything.

Oh.  Now I’m confused.

She may be in the psych unit.  Where she can get the help she needs.

Oh.  I hope so.  But who’s going to take care of the cats?

A neighbor’s feeding them.  I think everything will be okay.

Me too.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

Unknown's avatar

About Suzanne

I write poetry and other stuff. Writing is a part of my soul. Other practices that feed me .... yoga, Tai Chi, Qigong, meditation, hiking, cycling, dancing, Acroyoga, creating, hugs, cuddling.
This entry was posted in Dialogue, flash fiction and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

1 Response to Missing

Leave a comment