Andy brushed his tattered sleeve across teary eyes as he hunkered down in the thicket.
He nervously bit the apple he had just grabbed off the counter on Main Street.
He noticed a wounded sparrow nearby. His granny would say, “Don’t give up, Andy. God’s eye is on the sparrow. Think how much bigger you are than a sparrow. Think He can see you?”
He was startled by a voice, “Come on, Andy. Let’s find you a nesting place.” He followed the voice. A sign said, “A Resting Place for Boys.”
The voice soothed away Andy’s tears.
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Friday Fictioneers, a 100 word challenge by Rochelle based on picture prompt. https://rochellewisoff.com/ Thank you, Rochelle, for hosting this event. Visit Rochelle’s link to find other submissions to this challenging writing event.
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Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
Sweet aroma 
A sombre tale of homelessness. Well done.
Thank you.
Granny’s still with him
Granny’s teaching is at least. Where did the voice originate? That’s more than demanded in a 100-word story. 🙂
I hope that was his granny talking.
At least it led him to a place to get help. God, angels, granny, police, …
Lovely. A lot more hopeful than many of the other stories this prompt is inspiring.
I’m not into negatives as much as many who write on these prompts. But I enjoy heading down a different path if I can find one.
Nicely told 🙂
Thank you. See you next week again, maybe. 😀
Yes I hope so x
Hoping all ends well for Andy.
Thanks for your response. I’m not sure about Andy but he did well for several years by remembering what Granny had told him. 🙂
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Not sure whether to be scared for him or happy for him. Well done.
Be happy. Andy is originated in my mind, but I believe there are many who are rescued by a combination of Grandma’s advice and a willing and kind extended hand.
What a lovely and hopeful story, Oneta!
Thank you, Brenda. Don’t you love to be the hand reaching for someone “the voice” directs you to?
I certainly do! What a privilege it is. 🙂
Excellent 100 words! So thankful for all the grannies in our lives.
Blessings.
He watches over us!
Angels in granny packages.