A Tire Swing Story is a bite-sized "imagining" inspired by an object I discover while wandering. It could be a curbside trash gem or a message sprayed on a wall. A lost mitten, or an antique store find. Anything goes. I photograph the object and post them together, the story and its inspiration. There will be a new story every Monday and Wednesday. On Fridays, I'll discuss writing, life, love, and coffee. (In no particular order and maybe all at once.)

Monday, January 23, 2012

Maple Dip Mondays: Winona's selling everything

How do you know if you're crazy? 

Today, Winona sold all of her possessions. It took most of the morning to carry things outside and write up the price tags. 

The neighbours came first, marching through her open door before she was ready, surveying the rooms. Winona saw their eyes widen as they took in the prospects. 

Mr. Frye, the old bachelor from down the street, left with her record collection, blue yoga mat, and a floor lamp. The Stewarts from next door got the couch, all of her cookbooks, the salt and pepper shakers, and her pots and pans. 

"What about these drapes, dear?" Glenora Stewart asked. Winona took the curtains down. 

Then the strangers arrived, people who parked their cars on her lawn and filled their arms with her life. 

One woman, a young blond with a purple wool hat, looked up from Winona's jewelry box. "There's some great stuff in here," she said, "where are you moving?" Winona smiled. "Oh, nowhere."

The clock on the wall said 4:15 pm. Winona sold it for 50 cents.

Finally, night came. Winona felt the damp grass beneath her bare feet. She walked up the steps and into her house, closing the door behind her.

In the darkness, she went into her living room and lay on the wood floor. It was firm and smooth, and she relaxed, feeling the floor hold her up. Every sound seemed amplified in the empty space. Winona could hear her own breathing, like waves breaking on a beach, and the hum of insects outside. 

How do you know if you're crazy? 

She had never felt so sane.

3 comments:

  1. I love the line about the people walking away with her life in their arms. Touching...

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  2. Love the new Monday feature Britt! A great way to start the week!

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