Dear pebble in my pocket...
I wanted to write you this letter to explain a few things
For twenty-five years I've been carrying you in my pocket. A mis-shapen, purpley-blue lump, a groove on one side and dots of pink ground into your shiny surface over millennia. To me, you were a diamond.
Nobody knows I kept you. How would I explain? The truth would seem ridiculous. I picked you up one day when I felt low and the sun came out after weeks of storms. It seemed symbolic, so I kept you. Things started going right.
Today I return you to your rightful home, this same beach and wish you well.
Thanks for bringing me luck.
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Lacey Dearie
Indie author 📚 Blogger 💻 Humanities student 👩🏻🎓 Editor of the 27th best blog in Scotland apparently 🏆 Unapologetic daydreamer 😑 Natural introvert/selective extrovert 💃🏻 Member of the Cat Writers Association 🐈⬛
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