Amber by David Lavrinovich
The man explained how he loved walking along the Baltic Sea. It reminded him of his childhood, picking up the amber that was tossed onto the coast by ocean waves. He held out his hand which contained small pieces of amber. He lifted my arm and dropped the specks into my palm.
“I even found some today. I want to give it to you.” He smiles.
I again thanked him and said goodbye as he continued on his stroll.
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