Chapter Fourteen
It all falls down.
Amid the dirt and grime coating every surface of the room, a flicker caught my eye. Low down, half buried in a pile of leaves, something glimmered. I moved closer and reached down for the object. It finally came free in my hand, and I was surprised to find a toy car.
It was a tiny thing, less than the length of my finger and rusted from top to bottom. The paintwork, which had once been blue with some kind of flame decals, had all but vanished. Decayed by time and weather. The windows, made from a hardened plastic had remained, however. It was these that shined in the thin light.
I straightened and weighed the toy in my hand. Sure, some adults collected the items but mostly, these were for kids, boys especially. My own son had owned a handful of model
