SUNDAY PHOTO FICTION
Alexander’s grandfather had asked for Alexander’s help in locating the family Coat Of Arms that was stolen days earlier.
Alexander questioned the caretakers of the property, but no one had any ideas of who might have stolen the Coat Of Arms.
Alexander was taking a walk on the property and came across a small shed not far from the main house. As he got closer to it he heard someone singing, so he walked up to the door and politely knocked on it.
Much to his surprise, the door opened and his young niece stood staring at him with her beautiful questioning eyes.
“Why have you come here?” she asked.
“I was just walking by and wondered what this place was,” he said smiling.
“It’s my workshop,” she answered.
Alexander looked over to a small table and saw the family Coat Of Arms.
“Why do you have the family Coat Of Arms?” he questioned.
“It was so dusty and ugly, I wanted to make it pretty again! But, please do not tell great-grandfather because I plan on giving it to him next week for his birthday,” she said proudly.
“Your secret is safe with me, and I’m sure he will be very pleased,” Alexander remarked as he left the shed chuckling.
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