Singing Frog

A small frog slipped onto the bed between them. He started to sing and had a surprisingly loud voice that woke Charley from her rest.

“I had no idea Frogs could sing so well” she said drowsily to Francis, who was wide awake and unlike her, had not slept the entire night. He had been watching the little fellow’s performance for awhile now.

Charley had decided to stay with Francis the night of the accident to take care of him, and had not left his apartment for many days since. There was nothing to be found wrong with him, but nonetheless, she had said, she wanted to be ‘sure'.

- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances