Week 33: Coin Collection
(Prompt: A story set 100 years in the future)
Grandma pulled out a box wrapped in plastic film. They used to wrap food in it, she said. And something called an “envelope.” She read the marks on it: “Open in 2116.”
Inside was something she called a “letter.” She read the marks. “By 2116, the USA might not exist,” they said. “Coins certainly won’t.”
“The United States quarter collection,” Grandma whispered. And then she cried.
Why? I wondered. Old coins — shiny pieces of metal they used for money.
But then I thought, we don’t have coins anymore. Or money. Or States.
Or United anything.
That’s what got me.