Wiping away her tears, Alina stood on tiptoe peering through the pawn shop window at her papa’s beloved chess set. He was gone, the drink had taken him to his grave.
Alina’s mama promised, “Someday, we’ll buy it back.” But, her mama’s broken heart pulled her to the grave soon after.
Winters were brutal, Alina barely made it through. What would mama and papa think of what she had to do to survive?
Standing tall in front of the shop, the old chess set still sat upon the shelf. Alina’s forehead pressed against the window as she whispered, “Someday.”
“Friday Fictioneers” is a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields, to write a story using only 100 words in response to a photo prompt. This week’s photo was provided by Jeff Arnold. For nearly a year now, I have enjoyed starting off my weekend by writing a story. If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers or read their stories from this week, clickHERE.