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Drabble #15: Old Hands (Indiana Jones)
Aug. 15th, 2017 10:52 amTitle: Old Hands
Fandom: Indiana Jones
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: August 2017 Drabble. Prompt: Hands
Summary: Marion watches Indy.
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OLD HANDS
His hands weren’t those of an academic. They were dry and scarred from digging in rock and dirt for more than forty years. They were permanently tanned from all those hours in the sun. There were scars from all the perils he’d faced since he’d left home as a teen to fight in the first World War. His fingers were becoming gnarled from arthritis and old age.
Marion smiled and marveled at how gently and tenderly those old hands held their precious burden, his very first grand-daughter, a treasure greater than all the others he’d found.
She loved him so.
Fandom: Indiana Jones
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: August 2017 Drabble. Prompt: Hands
Summary: Marion watches Indy.
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OLD HANDS
His hands weren’t those of an academic. They were dry and scarred from digging in rock and dirt for more than forty years. They were permanently tanned from all those hours in the sun. There were scars from all the perils he’d faced since he’d left home as a teen to fight in the first World War. His fingers were becoming gnarled from arthritis and old age.
Marion smiled and marveled at how gently and tenderly those old hands held their precious burden, his very first grand-daughter, a treasure greater than all the others he’d found.
She loved him so.