Dearest Treasure

charred toys

© Karuna

She could hear the crying of her two dear little ones.

“Mommy. Fluffy Bear’s all burned up.” Fluffy Bear had been Emily’s favorite toy for all five years of her life.

“Monkey. Dolly.” Gwennie was just shy of two years and sobbed, lamenting of her two best friends who she took to sleep with her each night.

Their Mommy sat on the floor of her neighbor’s house and hugged her babies close. “It’s okay. The firemen brought out my two dearest treasures safe and sound. You.”

Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo writing challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The idea is to use the image above as a prompt to create a piece of flash fiction no more than 100 words long. My word count is 86.

I have grandchildren who have their favorite toys, dolls, and stuffed animals, and seeing the ones in the photo burned up only emphasizes that there are more important things to lose…and save.

To read other stories based on the prompt, visit InLinkz.com.

38 thoughts on “Dearest Treasure

  1. That is the BEST TALE EVER! Forget the material things, life is too precious! Loved this tale with ALL my heart! Can’t give big enough smiles here…. 🙂

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  2. Touching story, James. Seeing discarded/damaged toys always brings a tear to my space-eyes, because I know that the particular toy represents somebody’s childhood. There are absolutely things worth saving more, but it still chokes me up to think of the personification of a kid’s childhood being cruelly snatched away.

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  3. Appreciate the almost happy take on the prompt, James. Beautiful story . The title is brilliant as is the last sentence .

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  4. A touching tale, James. It made me want to give those kids a hug too. There were some lost near here recently in a house fire. Glad these two made it out alive.

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    • Thanks, Rochelle. A few years back, my grandson’s favorite stuffed animal, a giraffe, was lost. It was somewhat unique, but we found an exact duplicate on eBay.

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