Every Friday writers worldwide gather round the virtual fireside of Rochelle Wisoff and share stories of 100 words, prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. You don’t have to write to read. Click on the blue frog at the end of my story to access all the other stories written to this week’s prompt. Readers’ comments are welcome. I know, I’m coming in late (again).
This week’s photo prompt is courtesy Dawn Q Landau
Here’s the story your photo inspired:
What can I do but follow? I’m an old dog now and they’re my home. Wherever they go, I go with them.
It’s been like this, since … Ceaselessly wandering, my humans. They have no choice, but that’s long forgotten, except for cellular memories, urging.
They call it many things, the restlessness. Career move. Downsizing. Looking for a better life.
They’re looking, never seeing, never finding that perfect place that’s back of the longing – that Eden.
“Keep up, Everyman!”
Keep up? Haven’t they heard of leading from the rear?
I’m Everyman, I go with them. I’m an old god now.