The Odd Heirloom
It wasn’t until after Dad died that we found that old contraption again. The “monster mask” seemed so benign covered in dust in the attic. There wasn’t much of a fight between my two sisters and me over who would get it, and it amounted to nothing more aggressive than
“I want that.”
“You should have it.”
…..“No, you should.”
…until I finally took it for my kids. I’ve gotten a lot stuff watching my sisters try to out-guilt the other into taking whatever is up for grabs. I think Dad would be proud to know the tradition continues.
100 words. Feedback appreciated. This one gave me such a fit. I’m not sure I got it all together, but it was fun working and trying.
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