Written for the Friday Fictioneers. A story of subtle magic begins after the photo.
Genre: Urban Fantasy
A Last Swim
“…I want Spinner to escape, but I’ll swim with him before he goes,” said Saul.
Aunt Trina relayed Saul’s Santa wishes to Aria in the kitchen. “Spinner?”
Aria pointed to the stained-glass dolphin in the window. “He named the dolphin that.”
“It’s funny,” noted Trina. “Only we were visiting Santa in a crowded mall.”
On Christmas morning, Saul emerged from his room smiling, and soaking wet. “We did it, mommy!” he crowed.
“Yeah, okay,” mumbled Aria and got Saul into dry clothes. As they passed the kitchen, Aria stopped suddenly, eyes wide.
Spinner wasn’t in the stained glass anymore.
The Friday Fictioneers meet each week for literary sport and revelry. Stories are prompted from an image and may be as long as 100 words. Here’s this week’s prompt: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/12/18/20-december-2013/