“Is this all that’s left?” Grace wondered as she surveyed the contents of her late mother’s bedroom. After her mother died, her sisters had ransacked it before Grace had arrived. The closets and dresser drawers were open. Her mother’s jewelry box was even gone.
Grace walked over to the table where the jar her mother used for her crystals stood. Clear quartz crystals. Grace’s mother had believed in their healing powers. Her sisters hadn’t taken those because they laughed at that idea. Grace picked up the jar to take with her. There was an explosion of white light.
Photo credit @ Janet Webb
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Love the sharp burst of light. So dramatic for an enigmatic climax.
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It sounds like they didn’t make off with everything valuable and simply because they didn’t believe. Lovely tale!
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Nice cliffhanger, was that explosion of white light her mother’s spirit?
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It was magic!
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Grace could well have won the star prize! Nice one
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Faith!
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Loved the cliff hander ending. I have to think that the burst of light was something good otherwise those nasty sisters would have seen it.
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Not all value is material. Nicely told
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