Memories Persist

a 100-word story

Memories persist

Crow lands on the fence as I inspect a flower in the backyard.

“Hi,” I say.

“’Sup,” he says.

I haven’t seen him in a while; the summer months find me indoors, sheltering from the bombastic prairie heat. I might go weeks without seeing my old friend. Sometimes he joins me on my morning walks, but my route through the neighborhood bores him.

“You’re looking well,” I tell him.

“Naturally.” He preens a wing.

“How do you always know when I need you most?” I ask, cutting to the chase.

“Because the world works as it’s meant to.”

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Crow is an old friend who’s appeared in both of my flash fiction collections: “Days Are Beautiful” and “No Surprises.”