Before bed she watches her grandma scurry about the house making preparations for tomorrow, putting what appears to be worthless junk on the kitchen table, although she knows her mother considers these things priceless family treasures and will be thrilled to have them.
In the morning she is still disoriented and exhausted after her long flight across the ocean, the drive to the farm and her restless night in yet another strange bed, with nothing better to look forward to now than a two-day road trip on her long journey home.
With a defeated sigh, she throws her things back in to her travel-worn bag, wishing she could stuff her bad mood and all her worries in there right along with them.
Once she gets everything downstairs she simply can’t stop laughing at the sight of her funny little grandma, giant fork under one arm and enormous spoon under the other, declaring herself all set and ready to go.
And just like that, all the irritation disappears.
Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. This week’s word: IRRITATION
6 thoughts on “Junk and Treasures”
So good! Yes…so very good.
Very nice – and one of the few I’ve read on the prompt with a happy ending 🙂
That brought a smile to my face. Nicely done.
I truly enjoyed this precious gem!