Grandma’s Shells

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Jennifer clutched the vase of shells and looked over the ocean. 

“Don’t they miss the water, Gamma?”

“These shells like to travel, Jenny-bean! Most shells stay in the ocean, but adventurous ones come on shore to meet people. To live a new life!”

“Maybe they miss home.”

“If they stay in this jar, they’ll live forever.” Grandma was quiet. She took Jenny’s tiny hand. “They’re my special memories. But will you take them back home someday?”

Jenny nodded.

Scattering the shells, Jennifer whispered through tears, “Goodbye, Grandma.”

Wandering toward the car, she paused, chuckled, and picked up a calico scallop.


As always, many thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! Stop over and read a wonderful array of 100-word-fiction pieces based on this photo prompt!