Story a day: 11.29.16

The dog barked at the mountain.

“Stupid, bitch,” the cop muttered.

The dog kept barking up the mountain. The police officer waved a child’s sock at the animal. “Find her.”

The dog barked at the mountain.

The cop gave up with a sigh. He searched around the dog. It smelled something in this tangled mess of scrub brush and broken boulders, even if that something wasn’t little Missy.

The cop kicked through the weeds and roots. They weren’t going to find the kid. The dog had lost the trail, if it had ever had it. Now it was barking at a damn mountain and he was waving around a sock like it would make the kid appear.

His foot struck something. It clattered like… He looked down and jumped back with a curse. Tiny bones laid out in an arrow. They pointed up the mountain.

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