‘Montgomery’s Sweet Emporium’
Warmth and pride filled me as I stared at the sign. Now all this was mine.
Memories flooded in at the tinkle of the doorbell. Dust coated everything, the labelled jars dull and dowdy. I leaned close to read one. ‘Spirit Pops’. I smiled. Uncle Monty said they were imbued with spirits and, when you hear the pop, they take over your body. It stopped us from helping ourselves!
A ray of golden sunlight burst through the window as I wiped dust from the first few jars. The tasty treasures inside sparkled like jewels. I was home.