100 Word Story #004 – The Map
The best I can figure, he was a gift. That really can be the only explanation she’s kept him around for so long. Like the tie your great grandmother gives you that you bury in your sock drawer and only wear when she’s around. Yet, he’s with her 24/7. Offering his “adviceâ€. Inane advice in that voice. That voice! That horrible, horrible voice. She doesn’t need him. She’d get to where she’s going faster without him. But there he is. Always. There. With her. If I were Dora, that fuckin’ map would be at the bottom of the river.