Finished a new short story called “Uncle Avery’s Garden.” It’s actually on the short side, at about 1,400 words. Sentimental fiction.
A college girl debates over whether to spend her hundred-dollar bill that was given to her as a child by her departed Uncle Avery. She wonders whether it will be disrespectful to do so, even though she really needs the money, because she promised not to and has managed to hold out so long. A dream she has helps her clarify the importance of the gift.
Probably will not try to publish this. I think it’s kinda sappy. But maybe someone will think it’s also kinda sweet?