# Lonely Dinner (Otherwise Untitled) Author: Moriar Tags: Grief, Wolf, pizza #120 of Short Stories A wolf considers his meal options. ~     The previous eight months had been hard on the wolf. At a tempo he'd never prepared for he managed to bury a father and mourn over his mother's ashes. The weight and absences of it all were creeping into his realization, standing in a kitchen as alone as he felt. ~     Modestly helpful, the oven rang out with a wobbling chime to inform him that the preheat cycle was completed. Opening the freezer, Gerald stared into the hazy mist of cold and ice. ~     He placed a frozen pizza on the counter, his gaze never dropping from the icebox. ~     "There's no one left to judge me." ~     He set a second frozen pizza box on top of the first. Source: https://sofurry.com/s/RnoQWV6e Part of the series Short Stories Previous: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1428479-offers-considered-otherwise-untitled.md Next: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1436959-pages-of-crime-otherwise-untitled.md