Sunday, August 02, 2015

Message in a Bottle

PHOTO PROMPT © G.L. MacMillan.
  
When my father died he left us a cabin by the lake and a collection of bottles and jars.  My parents had separated when we were young but each year he reminded us of his presence with voluminous letters in his unruly scrawl.

They mentioned in detail the trips he took in his job as a wilderness trail guide and always ended with a reminder to be good and not trouble anyone.


When we opened the cabin the bottles glowed like an iridescent necklace in the sunlight.  A message inside each, as if he had bottled love in a jar.

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers  Word Count : 100.  

To read the other Friday Fictioneers have been bottling go here

Still shuttling between cities, was home for the weekend and now back to Sydney. 

10 comments :

  1. Anonymous8:35 PM

    Love in a jar. LOVE it. Feel free to stop by my contriibution http://shandraharris.com/2015/07/31/if-it-could-only-be-bottled-for-friday-fictioneers/

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    1. Thanks for your comments Shandra. I am glad you liked it.

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  2. That's a lovely memory of their father, great take on the prompt.

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    1. Thanks GaH, I am glad you liked it.

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  3. Dear Subroto,

    I love the bottled love in a jar. Great descriptions in this one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. It was probably bottled up inside me. :-) Thanks for your comments as always Rochelle.

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  4. Lovely sentiment. That's one prescription that everyone needs filled.

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