Piper Perring

A Grandfather's Grandfather Clock

About 10 years ago, my aunt’s house was demolished by a tornado. I wasn’t there at the time, only arriving after the house had fallen and my Aunt Mattie had been released from the hospital. While we were there rifling through the debris, I had come across an old grandfather clock that had apparently fallen from the attic. It was just a regular, unexciting grandfather clock. But it struck me as odd as I had lived in that house since my parents died when I was six and I had never seen that clock. Aunt Mattie shrugged it off and just said that it had belonged to her father. Aunt Mattie said she hated the clock, but when Grandpa Charles died, she could not bear to get rid of it. So she had one of the neighbor’s sons bring it to the house and place it in the attic.