Saturday, April 16, 2011

Scattered to the Winds

For Velvet Verbosity's 100 Words Challenge. This week's prompt is IMP.



She made her way though the empty outbuilding with the stragglers brought in by the auction. It had been a lucrative day. Even the box of ancient snapshots and postcards had been bought by a vintage photo collector. She wasn't sure why something lacerated inside her as she let go of the box, when she didn't recognize a single person in them. She watched the last buyer pull away as her parents' cherished Imp squeaked arthritically behind him. A slideshow of summer memories flipped through her mind. She felt her heart fold in on itself like that leaky old boat.

7 comments:

juanitagf said...

Love, love, love this post!

Tara R. said...

A great take on the theme, and a fabulous graphic to include.

I guess arthritis was on both our minds this week. Great minds indeed!

barbara said...

awwww - sweet memories. :)

Fran said...

Very interesting take on the "immortal" nature of imps.

Stacy Lynn said...

Loved it, Clew, and I can guess where your thoughts were coming from this week. :/ Hang in there, girlfriend...better days are ahead. (((hugs)))

Velvet Verbosity said...

Gorgeous. :) Loved the incredible imagery you create with the just these few words, "her parents' cherished Imp squeaked arthritically behind him."

nutschell said...

great imagery. I especially loved the last line.
Great meeting you through the A-Z!

nutschell
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