Richard

 

Richard was a frog. Richard loved his grandmother, he visited his grandmother two times a month. She lived one hour drive from him. 

It was Monday when Richard wanted to meet his grandmother.

People say that Mondays are tiring and boring but Richard was enthusiastic. His grandmother was always happy to see him because she was lonely. She always prepared his favorite food, fly soup. 

He got in his car and started driving to his grandmother. He was dreaming about the delicious fly soup. His mouth was watering as he was thinking about the soup. He didn’t notice a deer crossing the road. He abruptly pulled the steering wheel to the right and bumped into the railing.

He had to wait too long for the tow truck and his grandmother died before he got there. He had to eat the soup alone.

 

story by M.