WHAT WOULD YOU
SAVE?
Marjorie clutched the oxygen mask to her face and breathed deeply, but Jim
had already lit a cigarette.
“Haven’t you had enough smoke for today?” Marjorie snapped.
“I need one,” Jim said, “Don’t you realise we’ve lost
everything?”
Marjorie choked back a sob and glared at the collection of junk
in front of her. “Is this all you managed to get?”
Jim shrugged hopelessly. “I just grabbed whatever was on the
hall-stand, and you didn’t do any better.”
“Yes I did,” said Marjorie, “I’ve had Betty
for seventy years - she's always been the first thing I’d save from a fire.”
There is a large element of truth in my story this week. Betty has been my friend and confidante since I was born, and in the event of a fire I would grab her first - right after my grandchildren, of course.
What would you save?
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