She came every day at 5:00; after making her way from the bus [D’you need a hand, Mrs. Parker?], down the sidewalk, to the bench.
She needed more and more assistance from those sweet young nurses [What if we skipped the park today, Mrs. Parker?] with each passing day.
The birds know her. Chirping – flitting – pecking. She laughs at their avian antics.
[Come with us.]
“What?” Emiline Parker glances around. A sparrow eyes her.
[Come fly.]
“…Why?”
[You’ve cared. It’s the least we could do.]
Considering, she nods. The birds alight; a new friend among them, an old life behind.
From this gif, as prompted by Charli at Carrot Ranch.
©2020 Chelsea Owens
Chel Owens 
brilliant caricature. and I do love that prompt….
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Write to it!
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If dinos can evolve to birds, why not people…
A neat transition. And to be happy…
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🙂 She was approaching dinosaur-hood…
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Very sweet!
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It’s sweeter than where I first thought to go…
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I love your story, Chelsea. To fly free with the birds would be a wonderful conclusion to this life.
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❤ I hope to fly.
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One day …
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love the story, love the parade of gifs, each a prompt for a tiny tale. Fascinating 🙂
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Thanks, John!
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Beautiful story.. Clever gif
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Thanks; it’s Charli’s.
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A hopeful story that those who care are cared for in return. I like the use of brackets, too. It adds a deeper dimension to the story without adding extra words. Clever!
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😀 I was trying your brackets.
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I might steal that idea myself.
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This piece gave me chills, Chelsea. I wish I had seen this prompt. What a wonderful GIF too.
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Thank you.
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