Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction 5-10-18

“Whoops, is that a crane”? George always thought he was hilarious with his one liners, while his family just nods their heads in acceptance. George was an interesting young man of twenty-five, slightly mentally disabled. He was witty, funny, and surprisingly spot on.

George was raised with the basics of manners, and a modest education and characterized by warm generous smiles, and loving ways. In many instances he was a child of eight or nine, but once in a while an older personality would present itself.

Today was the weekly trip to the wildlife refuge to see the “whoopers”.


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