For the better part of an afternoon, he pretended he couldn’t hear them. After several hours of near torture he strapped on his shoes and tried a short run. He heard them, even over the miles; they never stopped calling.
“Damn cookies,” he sighed on his way to the kitchen.
For the Weekly Writing Challenge
18 thoughts on “The Call”
Very funny, really enjoyed it.
Thank you – I’m glad you liked it!