Author’s note: None today, just writing.
Cirrostratus
by Miles H. Rost
Tullea set her stuffed cat, bandages on its right paw and ear, on the chair.
She briefly looked out at the cirrostratus clouds in the sky, before smiling, and calling out “Next Patient!”
She walked over to a different chair, where sat a barbie doll with a small knit cap and a blue dress.
“Welcome to the clinic, Ms. Barbie. How are you feeling today?” she asked, waiting a few seconds for the “answer” from the smiling doll. Tullea shook her head, tapping the side.
“An active brain is important, Ms. Barbie, if you’re going to beat your dementia.”
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