Finally I have my own place, my very own piece of land. It is small but it is perfect. A little cottage in the woods!
I had to get all my ducks in a row for this one but now I am caught a little short. A small price for a dream to become a reality. If only someone left me a treasure now… I mused idly.
With blisters on my hands and hurting back, I was dead on my feet. But I pushed myself to dig some more to make the most of the tiny patch for my vegetable garden. A jangling thud of the shovel roused me. I looked hard and removed the mud feverishly. My eyes gleamed in anticipation. But the next moment they darted around nervously to see if anybody else was a witness to my little secret.
Satisfied that I was all alone in this quest, I heaved a sigh of relief. I wondered if I should have asked for more that day. I removed the remaining mud around that small, rusty chest and took it out gently.
The lock gave away as soon as I touched it. Years…. they have that kind of effect on everything, I reflected philosophically. I lifted the lid and let my eyes soak the treasure inside.
I smiled and laughed as I carefully took out the feathers, seashells, rocks…