Having had a rather gruesome day, I drag myself to the home of a friend. A group of us meet occasionally to share our exploits and traumas. Our friendships have blossomed due to mutual shock that life often brings challenges we were not prepared for. Some of our time is spent laying out our concerns but mostly we laugh and poke fun at ourselves. An hour or so later we begin our goodbyes. My band of friends has lifted my mood. Parting from our gathering we hug and wish each other a good evening.
As I step into the night the vines that surround the porch wrap me in their mellifluous scent.
The chill in the air reminds me that the season is changing. I enjoy the sound of rustling as I walk among the fallen leaves.
Turning the corner I gasp and freeze. Two golden eyes appear ahead of me. My high spirit withers as a hollow feeling grips me....WHAT is that! The eyes move toward me, I think to run...and then my breath comes at last as I recognize my faithful companion Coco. She licks my hand as she takes up my pace to accompany me. I am grateful that I have my constant companions.
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