The junkyard near the train tracks was his favorite place. No charge to wander and remember how beautiful the old cars used to look when they were both young and vital.
Chrome should shine, so it was a good thing he had a bandana in his back pocket. Soon, the metal became a mirror.
As he stepped back to admire his work, he noticed some coins that must have dropped when he took out the bandana.
The junkyard owner happened to look up just as the old man left. It was worth a few coins to see him smile!
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
Annette Rochelle Aben 
I love the imagery here! I can really imagine what those cars must have looked like when they were in top condition, and I love that touch at the end.
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Thank you so much, Margot! It was fun to put myself in the places of both men… ❤
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I can picture the junkyard, the cars, the chrome, the smiling men. ❤
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Awesome! Thank you, Chel. 🙂
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I love this! My husband is a “car guy,” so I totally get the love of old cars.
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You just made my day! 🙂
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Awh, how lovely and touching, Annette.
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Thank you, Sis!
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You are welcome, dear.
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This is lovely, Annette.
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Oh, thank you, Robbie!
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