Sweet Inheritance
‘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.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleI love this story, Carrie. I never really saw a “sweet emporium” in real life, but I’ve read about so many that I get all nostalgic just thinking of them. Penny candies … the proprietor with glasses on her nose … the fragrance … the sense of being home. Lovely story!
Thanks Fuji, just so everyone knows; hands off the treacle toffee. That’s all mine ?
Every child’s dream, a sweet shop and a few adults too I bet. How we all remember the different warnings said to keep away. I enjoyed this story Carrie.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks Eric; every child’s and adult’s dream. Every parent’s nightmare ?
I’m old enough to remember all those tempting jars of sweets on the shelves of a sweetshop. Your story took me right back Carrie. Those jars really did contain ‘treasures’. A lovely, nostalgic story.
Mmm, pineapple cubes, cola cubes, rhubarb and custard. Thanks Linda, glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleA story that has a very good feel about it. I love it that the protagonist has inherited her uncle’s sweet shop, making a childhood dream come true. The little golden ray of sunshine in landing on the dust works very well as a symbol for her enthusiasm and renewal of the shop. Good work!
Thank you Christer, there is certainly something magical about a sweet shop for children. I would imagine many will dream of owning one when they are little.
Those beautiful glass jars and the penny tray. This was a trip down memory lane. Loved it.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks Genya, glad you enjoyed it 🙂
We visited a chocolate emporium one time, and it was heaven! I like how you contrast the dustiness of the environment with the sunlight bursting in as the character begins to clean up. Without saying it directly, you convey the beautiful sense of a new beginning for place and character (while the character is coming home at the same time).
Thank you Danielle. When I was little, the newsagents around from where I lived had a sweetie counter, with sweets in jars on the shelf behind the counter and also laid out on trays. We used to go in and buy a 10p ‘mixed bag’ on pocket money day.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleCarrie, what a beautiful scene you have created in only a few words! This must be every child’s dream come true. I particularly like the line “A ray of golden sunlight burst through the window as I wiped dust from the first few jars.” It creates such a happy and positive feel. I enjoyed reading this.
Thanks Marianna, really happy that you enjoyed the story. I’m glad that you liked that line because I could really visualise it in my mind when I wrote it.
Carrie, I could certainly visualise it too when reading your words!
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