By Anne Jones
Homeless Mel saved spare cents to buy a scratch card. She dragged her bags and heavy limbs to the corner store.
Mr Patel counted the coins, added the extra four cents needed, and handed her a card with a smile. “Good luck today, Mel.”
Eagerly, she used her gnarled thumbnail to uncover the possibilities of fortune.
Nothing. She sighed and staggered from the shop.
She tore up the card into confetti and threw it high in the air. Twittering sparrows descended in a flurry of feathers and snatched up the paper, so perfect for building their nests.
She sighed—lucky birds.
Wonderful, sweet little story. Made my heart jump for joy. Luck is indeed everywhere and in everything. It all depends on how and where we look.
This is beautiful and sad. Thank you.
Every cloud has a silver lining…. seeing it is the blessing …. always… Love it Annie
How negatives can be turned in to positives. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing it with me Anne. xxx
Very enjoyable!
Your description of the bags–“dragged” is balanced beautifully by the description of Mel’s limbs as “heavy”. Economical and effective.
A wonderful, joyful story.
Thank you so much for your uplifting comments xx
Touching story, well done.
Sad, poignant, and uplifting all in 101 words… very nicely done!
Gorgeous. What a lovely little story.
As always beautiful writing, the words used so descriptive, I can see Mel entering the corner shop.
Ones misfortune is another’s good fortune. From a 2 legged one to a winged one. Thanks for sharing this story.