Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Pawned

Magpie Tales #25

Pawned

The leathery old man at the pawn shop reached across the glass countertop and blew cigar smoke in my face.
"Ma'am," he rasped, "You can't sell this lock.  Not while your first love still has the key."

18 comments:

Tattered and Lost said...

Terrific!

Anonymous said...

Yes I cna relate. Good post.

Unknown said...

Best one yet. LOVE IT !!

spacedlaw said...

Excellent!

Steve Capelin said...

Our locks stories have an affinity. Thanks for joining my blog. I enjoyed the mystery of your last line. I still don't quite know what mine means.

ninotaziz said...

WOW! This blew me away.

Anonymous said...

Okay, I think this Magpie is my favorite! Love the simplicity and the image it put in my mind.

Tess Kincaid said...

Wonderfully evocate.

Helen said...

There is something quite special about your Magpie! It's perfect.

PonyGirl said...

beautiful.... secrets that capture the imagination.

Wait. What? said...

Oh that was a suprise I did not expect!

Tumblewords: said...

Terrific! It has everything!

Kathe W. said...

well done! Bravo!

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

wow,
can not sell.
what a fun twist.

Arian Tejano said...

Hemingway will be glad after reading this fun flash fiction of yours :)

Carrie Van Horn said...

Absolutely love this Magpie!!!

Suz said...

ah the humor of an old romantic
wonderful magpie

Amias (ljm and liquidplastic) said...

This put such a big smile on my face, and believe me when I say, I haven't smiled in quite a while. Thank you.