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Scraps

Her desk was littered with scraps of paper, each scrawled with its own collection of words, representing a thousand grasped-at memories.

It wasn’t working. They wouldn’t come back.

She stoked the fireplace and began dropping the papers in, one by one. Forget the yesterdays: time to start working on tomorrow.

This story was based on the prompt “scraps of paper” at TypeTrigger.

The corked bottle sat on the highest shelf in the pantry for thirty years, gathering decades of dust.

I took it down on what would have been her fifty-fifth birthday, worked the cork out gently, and unfolded the yellowing paper.

On it, she’d written, “I knew you’d look eventually. -Helen”

This story was based on the prompt “corked bottle” at TypeTrigger.