Driving behind the overturned bathtub, Kerry reached for her cell phone camera to record a photo to send to her mother so she could gloat and brag about her prowess in acquiring such a wonderful antique to install into her turn of the century home, the twentieth century that is.
Kerry followed the truck that had secured her precious find by using large bungee-like cords to hold it onto the bed of the truck.
She glanced to the right, looking for a familiar landmark that would let her know she was close to her destination.
When she turned her gaze back to the road she caught the vision of her beloved bathtub sailing down the hillside bouncing along until it disappeared from her line of sight and her life.
She realized she was still holding her camera and had captured her loss.
Her email to her mother said: "Oops!"by Linda Hoagland, North Tazewell, VA
"What on earth is going on in there?" came a thunderous voice from the other side of the bathroom door. "What have you been hiding in your bathroom? Unlock the door!" Kerry knew she could keep her secret no longer....by Carolyn Ann Aish, New Zealand
After her morning chores she went to her special place: a small cubby she made in the corner of the barn; behind an old wagon. Not much to look at, just two cast iron tubs and a bronze painted bathtub. Next to the iron tubs was a plastic box used to hold milk bottles. It served as her table for her only light; a small candle.
The wind finally stopped and she opened her eyes. She couldn't believe it: everything was gone. The old windmill, her house, the outhouse, and even the barn she had been reading in. All had vanished; except for the bathtub and her...her Bible.by Joseph L. Rose, Fairfield, CA