What happened? Where am I? Where’s Blaster?
Ashton tried to sit up but something had him pinned down. He could hear noises, but his ears were ringing so loud he couldn’t make them out. As the ringing subsided, he was able to discern one sound in particular and everything flooded back into his memory.
He and Blaster had almost finished checking buildings in the village when Blaster started pulling hard on his leash. Ashton took three steps in response and then the world went black.
“Over here!” someone shouted. Then many hands were digging frantically to get him out of the rubble and lift him onto a stretcher to be airlifted to the hospital in Kandahar.
A month later, Blaster was working with another soldier when he suddenly stopped, yanked the leash from the soldier’s hand, and took off. As the breathless soldier turned the corner of a building, he saw Ashton kneeling with his head bowed to Blaster’s whispering, “Thank you for saving my life, boy.”
This is my 168 word story for the 57th Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, hosted by PricelessJoy. Each week we are given a photo prompt for creating our stories in approximately 75-175 words. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate.
Thanks to Pixabay.com for this week’s photo prompt.
To read all the other wonderful stories written for this challenge, click on the blue frog button below.
I think that dogs remember more special senses than we ever do…Well done!
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Heartwarming and beautifully told.
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Nicely done …
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Beautiful story
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Aw, wonderful. He saved the soldier and he knew when the soldier was back to thank him. Thanks for a happy end.
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Thank you and you’re welcome. I just couldn’t do what I know many will and make it into a sad story. What I’m finding most interesting about doing these flash fiction “challenges” is once an idea or a name hits my mind, the story just seems to flow from my fingers. Until I started this blog, I had forgotten what that was like.
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You’re welcome. Yes, I love that feeling when the ideas and words just fly. It’s a real joy 🙂 I’m glad u found it again!
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Such a charming tale, I love the way you crafted it!!
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True friendship, utter devotion. Beautiful.
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This is a great story 🙂
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Sweet story! Ashton and Blaster have a special relationship – one of friendship and gratitude. I love that Blaster made sure he greeted Ashton again and sealed the bond they have with each other. Wonderful story!
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Nicely done 🙂
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Oh. This is heartfelt. The suspense was captured as well as the grateful heart. 🙂
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Thank you. However, your story was very well done. I liked the way you conveyed the story and his emotions.
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Great story. I think you and I thought on the same lines, but I think you conveyed it so much more elegantly! Enjoyed this.
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