Objects and Owners: a micro story for my grandpa

I’m feeling all creative and so have decided to make today’s post a little bit different by publishing a micro-story.

For those who don’t know, micro stories (also known as flash fiction) are told in 300 words or less, and as such, can be quite challenging! I challenged myself to a 100 word limit today, I think I managed it…just…about!

My inspiration was the little glass money-pig pictured. It was my grandpa’s pig when he was a boy, then my mum’s, then mine and tomorrow it will become my baby daughter’s on her first birthday.

I suppose it’s really a story all about the little objects in life that bind us together as family.

The Money-pig

The tiny glass snout, glued purposefully back into place – the scars from a dinky toy pile up by the pond; the beady black eyes and triangular ears – so carefully drawn and varnished by candle light to the tune of the bombers; a curly tail to rival all others;
a jangly ha’penny swallowed forever.

He couldn’t talk by then, but his inner child revealed the long lost days of summer with a blink of his eyes.

He blinked again and there were tears of pride from this old man; for the young lady; the new baby; and the little glass money-pig.

Pressing publish feels very daunting.. but here goes!

If you can spare the time, I would be really grateful for some honest feedback on my first attempt at flash fiction/micro story telling.