Finding Treasure among Trash!

Jaime spent the whole day browsing the antique store and left with just one thing. She knew that the shopkeepers were wondering how anyone could spend so much time in a store to only buy one thing. But Jaime had been cloistered as a child, kept away from other children, always in the company of adults.

On the shopping outings inflicted on her by Mother, she had learned to entertain herself by looking at everyting in the store. She’d grown into a cautious person, not making decisions regarding what to buy in a wild, uninhibited way, as her mother often did.

She hadn’t expected to find anything among what looked like trash, but, as luck would have it, she had found the perfect gift for her husband of twenty years, Roy, a pharmacist. The monent she had seen the antique scales for measuring doses of medicine, her eyelids had flickered, as they tended to do when she believed that she had found a treasure that others had missed.

She left the store in a pensive mood, trying to decide the perfect moment to present it to Roy. She decided that as their 21st anniversary was just two months away, she would hide it and present it to him then. She knew that he would treasure it, too.

Fictional story written for the First Line Friday Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Fandango prompt is Pensive. Ragtag prompt is Cloistered. Your Daily Prompt is Inflict. The Daily Spur is Wild. Word of the Day is Flicker.