Sharon Bradley

Mavis' Treasure Map

Mavis’ Treasure Map by Sharon Bradley Frances walked slowly back from getting the mail at the end of her driveway, her head hung down in thought. She looked well beyond her years, as if she had the world on her shoulders. She absently adjusted and cleaned off the “Mavis Bookkeeping” sign just outside the house, brushing away the dirt with her bare hands. She looked up, hoping it wouldn’t rain. The weatherman had said it wouldn’t. She used to love the rain, but now, she dreaded it as it meant the leaky roof would start dripping water into the attic. Running up to the attic and emptying buckets was one more responsibility added to her list of many.