Steamer Trunk

Hopefully, this will provide a link for my 100 word story that’s up in this week’s challenge: Steamer Trunk. Do go and vote for me, yes?

Steamer Trunk

“Are we supposed to be up here?”

The third attic stair squeaked before I answered my sister’s whine.

“Mom is gone for the afternoon. I am bored and in charge until they get back. So yes.”

The attic was full of Grandmother’s old stuff. Here there was a stack of yellowing magazines, there were some musty papers and old books. Under it all was the prize: Her old steamer trunk, blackened with age and oil.

“Bobby, I heard Grandma was a witch.”

Pandora Spyros, Grandma’s name, was written just above the latch. I ignored my sister and opened Grandmother’s box.

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