Samuel had lived at the retirement home longer than anyone could remember. He said he didn’t need much, had seen it all and been everywhere.
One night he quietly passed away, alone in his tidy room. It was then that they found his only prized possession, at the bottom of a box in his dresser.
He was buried with the Purple Heart pinned to the chest of his old Army uniform.
Linked to Lillie McFerrin
for “Five Sentence Fiction”
The Prompt: Purple