Crimson’s Creative Challenge: Old Fence, Fresh Memories

“What are you doing?”

“Getting ready to pull down the fence.”

“What? Why?”

“Grandma, you said to clean the backyard.”

“Grandson, I meant mow the lawn and pull the weeds.”

“What about the fence?”

“Leave it alone.”

“Want me to paint it?”

“Leave the fence alone.”

“Yea, but it’s old and rickety.”

Grandma was in his face. “I’m old and rickety. You going to get rid of me?”

“No. I love you.”

“I love that fence.”

“That old thing has been there since before I was born,” he said.

“And it will be there until after I die,” she said.

“I don’t understand.”

“He used to stare at me through the slats.”


“Your grandfather,” she said softly. “And I gave him apple muffins.”

“Okay, I won’t tear it down, I won’t paint it, but I’ll reinforce it, and I’ll waterproof it.”

She kissed him on his forehead. “You’re a good grandson.”

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Every Wednesday Crispina Kemp posts a photo challenge to inspire creativity. Participants respond in any creative way they choose. I chose 150 word short stories.

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