Out of Ink
The pen hadn’t been worth stealing. They never were. Yet Jonathan couldn’t help himself. Whenever the sadness crept back in, a new pen provided the balm he needed.
“Just popping to the store for a new pen.” Dad’s last words before the accident.
Jonathan added the pen to the pile.
This 50-word story was originally published in The Friday Fix. The prompt that week was to build a story from a random first line.
Damn, life is so strange sometimes.
Little things are often more important than we realize except through memories. 💕