By Traci Mullins
As she did every morning, Dottie wheeled her small pink suitcase to the double doors and waited.
A smiling woman approached and asked where she was going.
“Home,” Dottie answered.
“I think you’re early for the bus,” the nice woman said. “I’ll show you where you can sit comfortably until it gets here.”
Dottie thanked her and followed her down the hallway, back to her room at Sunset Memory Care.
“I once heard that a tiny story is like a work of art on a grain of rice. I’m enticed by the challenge to give readers a meaningful experience in a tiny package.” – the author