By Hallie Ranta
The 4:15 bus always arrived late, so naturally Charlie missed it at 4:10.
The weatherman said rain wouldn’t come until nightfall, so naturally it began pouring at 4:20.
Charlie didn’t drink coffee, so naturally the closest shelter was a cat café. The lounge looked inviting, however, so he ordered a hot chocolate and sank into a recliner.
His sister’s cats avoided Charlie as if he had fleas, so naturally an orange fluffball graced him with its presence in moments, settling across his aching knees like a breathing, purring heating pad.
The cat’s name was Darwin, so naturally Charlie took him home.
Naturally, a cute story!
Very nice…particularly the name of the feline friend.
Thank you! The cat and human names were a last minute thought to tie it all together.
Nice work tying it all together! The repetition of “naturally” and Darwin choosing Charlie brings to mind natural selection. And the title brings to mind “adapt or die”. I really like it.
Beautifully constructed, touching, wry and funny all at the same time. And a nice snapshot of serendipity. What a lovely piece. I hope Charlie and Darwin will have many companionable years together!
Thank you so much for the read and kind words!
Really good progression of chance happenings resulting in Charlie and Darwin finding each other, ‘naturally’. A sweet and funny story well told.
Thank you, glad you enjoyed it!