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I received a post card from Ted last week. It’s apparent that Ted is working off his back end in rehab and I was thrilled to get something written in his own hand. Keep up the good work, Ted! He asked if I could write a story about a lighthouse. So the following is my story.
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
KEEPERS OF THE LIGHT
“Play me a song, Mormor.” Six-year-old Agnes clapped her hands.
Helga Settles looked up from her bread dough. “Is that the proper way to ask your grandmother?”
The child pouted. “Please.”
Hilma poised her violin bow. “What would you like to hear, lilla gummun?”
Lilting music swelled the kitchen. Helga gazed out at the sea. Her Arvel, father of her five children, would soon be home from his twelve-hour shift at Lime Kiln Lighthouse. Tomorrow guests would fill their house.
She breathed in the aroma of baking sponge cake. Salmon sizzled on the stove. No one left Helga’s table hungry.
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