PHOTO PROMPT © Mary Shipman
Grandpa was eccentric; absolutely lovely, but a tad odd! His shop could be described similarly. Full of peculiar items displayed unlike any other shop I have ever seen, things hung from the curiously lofty ceiling and the high shelves always reminded me of upside down tables.
“Grandpa, why is your shop so tall?” I once asked of him. I never did get a reply that satisfied my childish logic.
How I longed to be tall enough to touch the things that hung taunting me from above.
When Grandpa died, his shop became a modern atrocity, but my memories remain forever.
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.