PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
On summer afternoons, teenagers walk past, laughing and chasing each other, most times oblivious of our existence as anything other than a pile of rocks. Occasionally one will say, “Look at that pile of rocks!”
How cavalier young people of today are! They wouldn’t believe it if we told them there were times when ten-year-olds were put to work in factories in wartime and were happy to bring home a quarter to feed their family for a day.
They don’t realize that each rock piled stands for one life given in battle; our spirits watch them – and smile.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the swimmingly hospitable host of Friday Fictioneers.