The Spinner Toy

By Jim Bates

The old man opened the box. It was a spinner toy sent from his grandson. The old man loved it and spun it all day long while his wife tried to ignore him. But it was into another year of the pandemic, and their apartment seemed to shrink every day. Finally, she’d had it. She grabbed the toy from him and gave it a spin. Around and around it went while they watched, mesmerized, waiting until it stopped. It was the most fun they’d had together months. “My turn next,” he said. “Then mine,” she immediately responded. They both laughed.

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“I write to try and bring a bit of happiness to people.” – the writer

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