Lost Stuff

This is a nano-story inspired by @mooncalf on Mastodon.


I remember a plastic machine gun that all my brothers and I got one Christmas.They had caps that actually popped.They went buddabuddabudda when you pulled the trigger. The day after Christmas, the guns became “lost”.Nowhere to be found.My parents helped us look, but no luck. Fast forward 50 years. We are cleaning up the attic after my father’s death. Tucked in a far corner, buried, three toy machine guns. Almost new.


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