The Old Truck

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“Grandma?  Why do you have that junky truck?” Alexi’s eyes filled with curiosity limited to a six year old.

“Well, my little one. ..”she reaches over grabbing an old photo of the truck being worked on.  “As a younger women, I had a Granny.  She gave me an old truck.  She told me that I’ll never be alone if I keep that truck.”

Grandma smiles.   Looks st the photo and sighs.

“But Grandma, do you talk to the truck? Because since Grandpa’s gone you have no-one to talk to. …” Alexi questions,  her eyes still searching for answers.

“Oh, men still come and talk to me.  As long as you have something that others want, you’ll never be lonely.”  Grandma smiles and places the photo back on the end table.

Written as part of a weekly challenge called Flash Fiction for Aspiring writers. https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/02/01/fffaw-week-of-02-02-2016/

11 thoughts on “The Old Truck

  1. “As long as you have something that others want, you’ll never be lonely.” How sad, but true that is and this story shows that. This is a wonderful story, Mark! As sad as it may be, at least she has men stopping to talk to her.

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