Like a mother duck with a trail of young ones linked together, she walked ahead.
“One, two, three… ” She sighed. There was always one child in every class; she retraced her steps looking around.
She caught her hat in time as she turned at a deep woof followed by two tiny ones.
There she was, golden hair glinting in the sun next to two retrievers, one huge while the other a fraction of it. The large dog raised her head and barked — so did her two young companions.
The photo prompt has been given at the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and the word prompt (Link) has been given for the Six Sentence Stories hosted by Denise Farley.
Bernadette Braganza 
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