This is my entry to this week’s 100 Word Challenge from Velvet Verbosity. The prompt this week is Thirty.
There were bottles on the windowsill; dusty, all green and organized into rows of ten. There were three rows, almost. Almost. Each one contained a rolled up piece of paper, golden by age. She took the last sip from her Heineken bottle and peeled off the label – slowly, carefully, reluctantly. Then she took her notepad, newly bought but made to look worn.
It’s never too late she wrote, before tearing out the page and curling it.
“There were thirty green bottles…” she started to sing under her breath as she walked towards the window.
She remembered when there were ten.
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(Just in case you don’t know or have forgotten the song I drove my mother insane with as a child, click here.)
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