Flash Fiction: Sing Along

“Oh, a horse is a horse, of course, of course—” Tim sang.

“Dude,” Ed sighed beneath him.

“And no one can talk to a horse, of course!” Cindy chimed.

Lyn looked to Ed. “Really, Cin?”

“Unless the horse is mine of course, because THEY ARE TRANSFORMED FRIENDS!”

 

 

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