Good boy | A flash fiction story
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"You're a good boy, Craggy," Perky petted the rhinowolf. The animal sat at his side, barely moving, enjoying the old man's company. Perky rocked the chair back and forth on the porch of the shack he had built himself, back when he was strong and his eyes worked.
"I need to ask you something, boy. Being blind out here is hard, you know," Perky said, "After Linda died…