Treasure

By Susi J Smith

The metal detector beeped excitedly before being thrown aside. Dave dug, fingers trembling. Wet sand was flung into the air before falling in tiny piles. He felt something hard. A stone? No, something else. Metal, curved. Pulling it free, Dave dramatically held it up to the sun. No glinting gold. No platinum bangle. Just a rusty old horse shoe, blocking out the light.

Dave stood, head bowed. His prize slipped from his fingers, landing with a thud.

“Can I have that?” She was tall, bronzed, blonde, buxom. “I could use it for my found art exhibition.”

Dave smiled, admiring his prize.