Wrote a 100-word microfiction about an old chair.

Title: Grandpa’s Chair

I broke grandpa’s chair. I leaned too hard, and the whole back collapsed. Tragic. Grandpa built it a long time ago. Mama sat on this chair when papa proposed to her. Uncle Dan wrote his first novel with his butt on this seat. Lost count the games I’ve beaten sitting on this family heirloom.

No problem, just had to fix it. Wouldn’t be the first time this happened.

We dropped it when we moved, broke the legs. There was also the time my brother, just a baby then, pooped on the seat. And let’s not get started on the stretcher.