Chapter 24 - THE PRINCESS CROWN

We kept the damaged birthday crown for years accidentally.
It lived in a drawer at my house.
Elsie found it at fourteen.
“What is this ugly thing?”
“Your third birthday crown.”
She examined the bent side.
“Oh.”
“You remember?”
“Pictures.”
Not much firsthand.
Good.
Then:
“Keep?”
“Your choice.”
May you like
She tossed it into recycling before I could become sentimental.
Children are excellent archivists because they understand some history does not need an object.