Crowds parted as people scurried around this battered boot, forlorn and without mate or owner, as if its rough condition made it disgraceful.
Its leather, softened from wear, seemed like a dear, wrinkled face that made me smile, and I picked it up, wondering what fabulous tales it might tell.
It recoiled, curling both toe and tongue and croaked with a throaty whisper, “What want do you have with a useless, tired thing like me?”
“My wise boot, you have stories to tell that could compare to none. Will you please share them with me?” I asked.
It unfurled its tongue and said, “Entertainment is for those who have nothing productive to do. Give me a job, and I’ll tell all my tales whilst I work.”
I scratched my head and replied, “I am truly in need of a proud doorstop that will serve me without fail…if the job suits.”
The toe stretched, and the laces straightened when it replied, “I shall be honored to be in your employment.”
“And tell me tall tales from years ago?” I asked, and the boot winked its top eyelet.
Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her.