She grabbed a box and placed clothes, clean and neatly folded, for someone who could use them.
Each piece held meaning. Gentle shades of blue with striped rompers, cream colored bibs with embroidered farm animals, the kind he’d love to see.
She touched each piece again, catching her tears with the back of her hand.
She picked up the phone and called Halbert, the junk man, and asked him to stop by to pick up charity.
Halbert knew this was not the same as tossed out junk, as he not long ago picked up the baby furniture for Miss Maize, who also gifted him a real apple pie.
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But you DID make it, Lisa! And parted the candy red apple gingham curtains hanging in Miss Maize’s kitchen long enough for us to watch her make that difficult phone call. Her’s a decision not easily made; born as much out of selfishness and self preservation as compassion for those in need.
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Thank you! I almost fell asleep when the light bulb flashed that I did not submit. I literally sent this from my bed before falling asleep.
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Well described story of someone feeling the need to give something away she doesn’t really want to give away. I liked the part about the apple pie.
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Thank you. Yes, the apple pie was a metaphor.
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Holding such special memories, some things are so difficult to part with.
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Yes, they are.
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It’s so hard, especially baby things.
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It is. And sometimes it’s healing.
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She was brave to let them go as they still held meaning. Touching story.
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Thank you!
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This is a very sweet story Lisa. Hugs, Joni
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Thank you!
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You are welcome. For some reason I had trouble getting into your site but I got help last night. Yea!!!!
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