Eidolic
Alfred keeps a box for Arthur, a little wooden one he painted himself. Covered in clumsily-sketched cowboys and horses, he stashes it in a hidden wall panel in the study for Arthur, and brings him his heart all the time.
A friendship bracelet made in first grade; a special Halloween ghost, in second. A big sparkly rock from kindergarten. A feather that had fallen in his hair. A spelling test marked with a big red "100."
And all the while as Alfred steadily grows (like a weed!), Arthur remains his bestest friend ever.
He tucks him in with a smile.
Posted: June 15, 2016
Word Count: 100