Mum whispered, ‘Uncle John will be staying with us. He’s lost his way.’
I decided to help him find where he was going.
I gift wrapped a map for him.
Then, days later, taped my compass back together and showed him how to use it.
Last week, I bought him a note pad to plan his routes.
He’s gone home now.
Mum said that I’d been his beacon.
I hope he doesn’t get lost again.
Originally published: Paragraph Planet
