NEW!!! Short Story of the Month Sept 2007

I was talking to my mother the other day and,..well, it wasn't really my mother but a rat that had got stuck in a sewer pipe grill. Anyway, I loved her more than life itself and would do anything for her. So we'd talk and talk and talk,..well, it was mainly me doing all the talking but every now and then IT, I mean she - my sweet, sweet mother would stop squirming and look at me with her little beady eyes and squeek. Then finally after about 3 days she had to go.....why does EVERYTHING I love run away?