Treasures of the Heart

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Charlotte brushed the leaves and limbs back from the roots and reached inside the concealed space under the tree.

Her fingers closed around the rusted box and she pulled it out of its secret place. 

The hinges of the metal lunchbox squeaked and screeched against her effort as she coaxed it open.

Inside were her treasures… a Plymouth key ring belonging to her father and a broach her mother had worn every day.

A baseball card sat under a matchbox corvette that had belonged to her little brother.  

This is all that remained from the fire 25 years ago today.

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This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers May 2, 2018 hosted by our lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. It is a wonderful challenge. Please follow the link to give it a try!! 🙂

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Winter Tears

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“MOM!”

“What is it?” mom asked.

“Mom, there is something wrong with the Birch tree!”

“Oh no, what’s wrong with it?” Mom comes over and looks out the window with her daughter and sees clear liquid dripping from the bare branches and grins.

Seeing no humor in the situation, Dalyn starts to tear up. The tree was oozing from every twig.

Wiping a tear away from her daughter’s cheek she says, “There is nothing wrong with your tree sweetheart. That is what it does when it is sad. It misses the warm summer weather. All will be well in the spring.”

This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers December 6, 2017 hosted by our lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. It is a wonderful challenge. Please follow the link below to give it a try!! 🙂