The Kettle, The Iron Box, and The Ladle

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‘Ma, not these again!’ I cringed at the the old item trifecta displayed prominently on the showcase of our new home.

‘Why? What’s wrong with these?’

‘They are old and ugly!’

My mother smiled and said, ‘My arranged marriage was stopped by the groom’s mother because we couldn’t give these as dowry. My father had spent all his money on the wedding. Your father, who was my classmate, immediately purchased these for me. That was when I realized that he had been in love with me. We got married the same day and these are the symbols of our love.’

Written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. This week’s prompt is from Valerie J. Barrett. 

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