This is a short story detailing the road not traveled because of ideas one harbors in youth that pale when reality sets in.
Riches are alluring when you don't have them and place so much value on them you can't see clearly what you do have...until you walk away and face that uphill climb towards those riches. But you quickly come to realize, despite the deepening of your coffers, they do not provide the comfort or joy one anticipates when blinded by the illusions of youthful avarice.
The EDINBURGH FOG is thick, but surely it can be penetrated, especially when the gold one walked away from to pursue the pyrite walks through the doors of your success reminding you of just how much you really gave up.
Jane Richardson packs a lot of story in this very short story. I'm glad I took this trip through the
EDINBURGH FOG, and I look forward to reading more stories written by this generously talented author.
Four Stars for a short, but engaging story with lots of emotion behind it.