Evening Coin Tower

The daylight faded away, so I laid the brass shoehorn down flat and walked over to the glass coin jar. It was open at the top! I leaned up on my tiptoes, reached inside, and grabbed a thick silver coin. It felt heavy and cold between my palms. I carried it over to the smooth wood plank and set it down. Then I pulled out another shiny coin and carefully stacked it right on top of the first one. They made a crisp clinking sound! I held my breath, slowly lining up three more until a neat little silver tower rose up. I took one step back with my hands on my hips, admiring how tall it stood in the hallway light. @momeco_afg #momeco_afg

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