Marbled first, it looked like an ordinary marble, but it was far from it,” Sabrina said.

Gary scratched the dog’s ears, glad to see she was her typically playful self, but really he was looking for signs of injury. “Where’d you see this thing?”

“Out on the old highway, where I always go. Gary, it was weird. All around, for, like, ten feet, maybe twenty, there was nothing but dirt. Just…the whole area. Cleared out.”

“Like a meteor?”

“No, like a marble,” Sabrina said.

“A marble?”

Sabrina nodded. Gary sat back in the chair and sighed. “I don’t get it.”

Sabrina shrugged, “Neither do I. We should take her to the vet.”

“And say, what? My dog ate a meteor and was glowing like a glow stick?”

“A marble! She ate a marble.”

“That clear-cut an entire acre of land.”

“Twenty feet, maybe!” the dog corrected Gary. “And, actually, not clear cut insomuch as it had annihilated…What? What are you guys staring at?”

[Monday Finish the Story prompts: Use the picture and the sentence provided as the start to a 100-150 word story]

11 thoughts on “Marbled

  1. Me too! I can go for more on this story! I certainly was not expecting the dog to talk. Well done! Thank you LR for contributing to the MFtS challenge. See you next week? I hope so! Be well… ^..^

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  2. I wonder whether the dog will always be able to talk, now, or whether the effect will wear off after nature has taken it course…? Great take on the prompt with an enjoyably unexpected ending. πŸ™‚

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  3. This reminds me of the scene at the end of Scooby-Doo and the Alien Invaders when the dog talks.
    Very creative take on the prompt.

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