When Aunt Ella died the wooden bust from the old church pew fell to the floor with enough of a thud to arouse our curiosity.
It seemed coincidence at the time, but Aunt Ella and the church pew had been inseparable over the years.
The pew had belonged to her family, so she said, and by rights, it was hers so when she moved the pew came with her and looked out of place but regal in the nursing home.
The fact the bust fell the day she died was significant as it was never refitted to the pew. There were many attempts, but none worked. The bust and glue were never compatible.
So we decided the bust would be placed in her coffin and cremated with her. Afterwards many noticed the pew would shudder when you sat on it, but others said it was just out of balance.
Written for: https://crimsonprose.wordpress.com/2018/11/28/crimsons-creative-challenge-3/
Very creative story.
Oh, dear Aunt Ella, I imagine her being a woman of great determination, not to be messed with. 🙂 Thanks for taking the challenge and getting creative.
Looks like still wants her pew all to herself.
Clever take on the prompt.
Thanks Isadora I appreciate your comment