The Bracelet

statue“Who would do such a thing?!” Mae Brown asked the Officer when he arrived.

“When did you first notice the broken statue Mrs. Brown?

“This morning. They must have done it last night.”

“Have you noticed anything else out of place?”

“No. Except, do you see the bracelet on the left wrist? That’s new.”

Mae thought about it for a moment. It looked like the bracelets she had sent to the neighborhood girls recently. There were the Monroe twins across the street, and Sue next door and Amanda on the corner. Amanda! Oh dear, Mae thought, such a sweet girl. What was I thinking giving a bracelet to a girl who lost both hands in a fire!

“Did you think of something Mrs. Brown? Anything you remember will help us get to the bottom of this.”

“No officer. Thank you for coming.”

“Well, if you think of anything, let us know.”

Mae wouldn’t be calling the officer anytime soon. But she would be planning a visit to a certain little girl to ask her forgiveness.

kat ~ 8 June 2016
(175 Words)

A story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) prompted by the photo by Phylor that you see above.


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