A Touch of Purple

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A gray-haired old man cradled a gray-haired old dog as he shuffled down a gray cement sidewalk on a gray overcast day.

The gray-haired old man stooped to examine a purple flower forcing its way up through a crack in the gray cement sidewalk.

The gray-haired old dog studied the purple flower closely and then looked at the gray-haired old man.

“We should take that purple flower home with us,” the gray-haired old dog said.

“We should indeed,” the gray-haired old man agreed.

He pinched the flower stem between two fingers and tugged it free from the gray cement sidewalk.

Pleased, the gray-haired old dog relaxed against the gray-haired old man’s chest.

Then the gray-haired old man continued walking on the gray cement sidewalk on the gray overcast day with the purple flower pressed behind his ear for safe keeping.

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By Heidi Van Heel
Heidi Van Heel

Heidi Van Heel

Writer, freelancer, and believer in magic living in Minneapolis. In my free time, I love reading, exploring the great outdoors, and experimenting in the kitchen.

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