It is not the same lock. I distinctly remember the brass lock I had put there.
Twenty years have elapsed. Generation Next has taken over. But there are secrets I know – there is only one route to reach the treasure, and it can change lives. I’ll wait for them to come and ask. It will help them, not me.
By how many degrees has the earth moved on its own axis? Months, years, decades – will soon turn to a century. I see prosperity around me. They have found new treasures.
It is not the same lock. Ownership has changed hands.

I enjoyed the atmosphere you created. Nicely done!
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Thank you, Brenda!
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A new lock implies that the responsibilities have shifted. Lets wish the new owners good fortune.
I enjoyed the tone and intrigue.
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Thank you, James!
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Ah, and yet, what is locked remains the same …?
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The value attributed to it changes. Thanks, Na’ama!
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Indeed! 🙂
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The only constant is change…
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Perfect! Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re welcome, Reena 🙂
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Wow that was deep! Lovely rhythm to it all really great stuff.
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Thank you so much!
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Lovely, thought provoking story, Reena.
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Thank you, Susan!
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girl lived in a red house
her man was gone
for over a year
when he returned
the lock there too was changed
from a hendrix song!
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Thanks!
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We are presently in the process of clearing out the belongings of a close relative who died sometime in September. Her treasures are not ours. Most of them will be trashed or taken to an antique shop and sold for pennies on the dollar.
The lock is definitely different.
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We can only use things in this world, not take them.
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On and on it goes, generation after generation, lock after lock.
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You are so right. Story after story will keep emerging.
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It happens. I like the changed lock as a symbol.
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Thank you, J Hardy Carroll!
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They would be wise not to forget about the treasure of the past though.
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Wisdom is the prerogative of few 😀
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So true. What is treasure to one generation does not have the same value to another.
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Thanks, Colline!
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Atmospheric and mysterious, Reena. I suspect the narrator is guarding a treasure they don’t know how to access and that has already decayed
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Maybe they don’t need it 🙂
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That can be the way with treasures
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