WORD COUNT: 100 WORDS
PHOTO PROMPT © G.L. MacMillan.
Nana loved to collect glass bottles.
Sometimes while taking out the garbage, I would pick up the uniquely shaped bottles I saw. Anticipating his delighted smile, I would wash them and take them over to Nana’s house.
Mama didn’t approve of Nana’s little hobby but I found it cute. It gave me endless pleasure to watch his face transform whenever he talks about his treasures. Fleetingly, I can see the boy he once was.
And it was the only time he ever genuinely smiled — as if he was really home and not still at war in some far off land.
Hmm… I’m on a roll today~~^^ Here’s another piece for my lovely readers.
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