PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
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“Can’t you do something other than collecting rocks?” he said.
“They are fossils,” his son argued.
“So basically rocks.” Sonny boy chose not to argue.
“But why go to Thailand?”
“To collect more fossils, dad.”
“I’d rather you didn’t go this time.” He plead.
This conversation took place every time he had to travel overseas for work.
As he opened the box of fossils fedexed by the Paleotology Department, his hands shook and his eyes welled up. On the wall, there was a picture that said –
14.02.74 – 26.12.2004