The old man nodded as the youngster dropped pennies and dimes into his cup. Her raven curls bobbed as she ran back to her mother. Her laughter rang out as she turned back and proffered a quick wave in return.
Many people passed by the old man as he sat there on the sidewalk in the center of town. Several of those many people dropped the odd 20 or single into his hat.
But none on that day touched his heart like the little girl with bobbing curls. Her musical laughter filled his heart with joy for many a day afterward.Written for Tara’s 100 Word Challenge. The word this week is CHANGE. I used it as a noun rather than a verb. Actually, it is inferred as a noun in the piece, while used as a verb in the title. See what I did there? Thanks, Tara!!