Saturday 1 February 2014

Flash Fiction 2014 Longlist, Janaki Nagaraj


It was love at first sight. She had the most beautiful eyes. I could view a world in her eyes. She tugged at my heart and the feeling was quiet strong. I could not turn away and so I extended my hand towards here. She backed off, shy. They say love happens once but after that, twice, thrice….now, I am tending to her whole brood.  She had me at her first 'meow’.

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