Another Man's Treasures

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 Friday Fictioneers

"The Challenge: Write a complete story in one hundred words or less."

photo prompt

© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

100 words

Oh… My… God… Why you are only now telling me about this place? It’s been here for how many years, and you didn’t tell me?  Why?  What’s wrong with you? You know this is my kind of place!  It’s heaven!  In fact, if it were mine, I’d name it “Heaven on Earth.”  I could never own a place like this though; I’d never want to sell anything!  Maybe those eyeglasses.  You may as well go get a coffee next door, hang around on your laptop.  Look busy. I’ll be here a while. I can’t believe you kept this from me!

©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

This would  be my actual reaction if I was shown such a wonderful shop! Some might say I have a thrift  store addiction.  I do go often, and on my other blog share my treasures each Tuesday!

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Comments

  1. Neil MacDonaldOctober 20, 2022 at 4:22 PM

    I do have a collection of bright copper kettles I could let you have for a reasoable price

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    1. LisaOctober 22, 2022 at 8:50 AM

      Copper kettles are beautiful! In large kitchens where they can be displayed, that is.

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  2. AnonymousOctober 24, 2022 at 7:52 AM

    Very believable! I could "hear" this voice :)

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  3. BillOctober 24, 2022 at 8:02 AM

    All so true. Nicely done.

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  4. JadeLiOctober 24, 2022 at 9:22 AM

    It's the kind of place I used to be drawn to like a magnet. Now I avoid them because I am committed to not adding more to my cache (euphemism.) I do understand the attraction!

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  5. Rochelle Wisoff-FieldsOctober 24, 2022 at 11:19 AM

    Dear Lisa,

    I can't say it was my reaction when I saw that shop on the inside. I couldn't wait to leave.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  6. AnonymousOctober 24, 2022 at 4:28 PM

    I enjoy rummaging, in stories, and this one hit the nail spot on…

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  7. DahliaOctober 25, 2022 at 7:46 PM

    An enjoyable believable read :)

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