Golden Field | Kazemakase Literature Club

My grandfather had a golden field.
This is not a fantasy story.
It wasn't a wheat field, either.

It was just a home vegetable garden.

He grew tomatoes, eggplants, and cucumbers.
Nothing but plain summer vegetables.

When I helped my grandfather at that time when the sun was setting, the vegetables would shine, and the leaves, the soil, and even my grandfather's white hair were all dyed the same color.

"Look at this. No rich person has this. It's a golden field."
My grandfather would say that and laugh.

That was twenty years ago now. Every time I see the sunset, I remember that field.

Twenty years from now, will I be able to stand in a golden field with my own grandchild?

I am participating in i-san's Kazemakase Literature Club.

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