Flash Fiction: Love In The Language of Rollonese
Rollo paced around his forest cabin with slow strides. He only stopped to call out, “Tango! Oscar! Tango! Oscar!” He repeated the pattern four times and as he was about to start the fifth round, he stopped. A husky appeared.
The dog, Toto, was black and white with striking blue eyes, as if the ocean dwelled in them. Rollo rubbed the dog’s head and said, “Requesting push from position snow.”
The dog barked.