The old wooden treehouse Dad built still rests on the eucalypt branch; paint faded but still strong. The curious magpie on the roof looks the same… Surely not, after all these years.

And yet… he tilts his head, peers at me with knowing eyes, then warbles a serenade to you.

Sandra James thinks up story ideas while walking her rescue Mini-Dachshund. Her first collection of flash fiction, My Muse Wears a Purple Collar, is available on Amazon.