“When will the end of the world happen?”
My granddaddy consulted his big old pocket-watch.
“Not before tea time, I don’t think.” He smiled down at me. “Don’t you go listening to Mrs Higgins. The world ain’t gonna end for a long time.”
It did, though. For me, at least.
I was going to bury the watch with him, but changed my mind and dug it out the sandy soil. It was still working, unlike my granddaddy’s heart.
Now it lives in my pocket, every tick and tock reminding me that the world goes on ticking and love endures.
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
This is lovely, Julie. So full of understated emotion.
Drew Martyn over 4 years ago
Beautifully portrayed. I know the heart/clock analogy has been done before, but to do it so poignantly in 100 words is wonderful.
Julie over 4 years ago
Thanks for reading and for your kind comments, Aspen, Neville and Drew.
George Stephens over 4 years ago
In truth, the world ends everyday, though it is being reborn again at the same time. Great story!
Julie about 4 years ago
Thanks for reading, George.