The Garden

PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

“Mother, you need to hire someone to clean up this mess in the garden. Aren’t you embarrassed to have it look so dismal?”

“No one looks back here, Ella. I don’t have the money to hire anyone. I do what I can. . .”

“What is it now, Mother? Arthritis? Your eyes? Knees? There’s always something. You should see a doctor.”

“There’s nothing they can do for me. I’m old. You can’t cure that.”

As Ella dressed for her mother’s funeral, her daughter stood at her door. “Mother, can’t you hurry up? You’re more like Grandma every day!”


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