In the abandoned field, we find broken shutters, matches, a baseball.
“Anything worth keeping?” Tom asks.
I rummage through endless piles. Nestled inside a tire, mice dream. I remember how Tom collects them for the laboratory. I shake my head and hurry him to the other end of the field.
Lisa Marie Lopez wrote this story.
A kind heart ❤.
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Nice story, Lisa. Well written and heart warming. I enjoyed it.
Thank you! :)
Lisa Marie, another excellent story! Made me smile.
Thank you Lisa! :)
Very good story and twist at the end, Lisa Marie! :-)
Thank you Jenise! :)