The Grandfather Clock (standard:romance, 946 words)
Author: Cyrano	Added: Jan 01 2009	Views/Reads: 3206/2060	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Time, in the end, is only what we agree it should be.

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"That's right, lad, never been late, ever." 

Mr. Simpson junior roars again with laughter and this laughter echoes
through the dawn white streets. 

"Jack, let me tell you something about my father. When I was old enough
I would come to the shop to help dad, and he'd stand by the grandfather 
clock every morning at six, Dad would set the grandfather clock to the 
whistle at the docks. 'That dock's whistle, he said, ‘was never a 
second early or a second late.' Since dad died I have done exactly the 
same thing." 

Both men chuckle at the simplicity of time before Jack bids him goodbye
and muddles along toward the dockyard gates. 

Mr. Simpson junior is still smiling this afternoon as he makes his way
through the tall wrought iron gates into the docks in his smart new 
truck, in the back, carefully wrapped, is the beautiful old grandfather 
clock. It has been removed from the shop at the request of the ‘Harbor 
Authority Board.' Mr. Simpson junior is very well aware, and very happy 
that the grandfather clock is going to a very good, and its rightful 
home. 

Time, in the end, is only what we agree it should be. 


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