Archive for November 7th, 2010

Darwin’s Drabbles: Puppies and Rainbows

07 Nov

Darwin was four the first time he demonstrated his talent.

“Why you crying, CeCe?”

“I lu-lost Miss Fluh-Flowers.”

“Your puppy?”

“Uh, huh. I c-can’t find her.”

Darwin closed his eyes and thought about the stuffed animal. He saw it, dirty and discarded. The image expanded and he recognized the brightly colored graffiti on the brick wall where the toy rested.

“I find it for you,” he said and took her hand. She followed him to the end of the block and found Miss Flowers where she’d fallen from her backpack.

“You’re magic!”

Darwin shrugged and they walked back to her yard.