The Unexpected Visitor


On an aggressively dreary, gray afternoon, Old Possum was listening to his music. The slower movements of Beethoven’s late string quartets, to be exact. The haunting melodies had him feeling contemplative and wistful and even a tad melancholy — but, as he said to himself, in a comforting sort of way.


A tiny knock at the door startled him out of his reveries, whereupon he was delighted to find that the unexpected visitor was his dear friend Mouse, who had made the long trek from the woods when he realized, in looking at the weather, that it would be a Beethoven sort of day and that his old friend — even if he wouldn’t admit it — would want a bit of company.


(February 2022)


Story © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr
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