When I Was Young …

PHOTO PROMPT © Valerie J. Barrett

Visiting the museum with Gerald was always such a risk. So far, though, the day had been all that she had wanted and planned. The group had seen some beautiful paintings; the children had been interested in the artifacts unearthed by archaeologists in central Europe; lunch had been surprisingly tasty; and no-one had wanted to cut the visit short due to boredom. They all moved down to the basement to look at the exhibit labelled “Though the Ages”. In front of the first exhibit, she held her breath. Predictably Gerald began, “When I was young …” Everyone groaned!

© Colline Kook-Chun, 2019

(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)

43 thoughts on “When I Was Young …

  1. Ah, ha, ha. Poor family. My parents had a house full of antiques because my dad remembered a lot and went to farm auctions. Thankfully they were worth money though as I had no room for them after he passed on. Well written, Colline. 😀 — Suzanne


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