The Jug-New Lives

Memories can be real, even for a jug that has had all the people who have bought her, touched her, left her behind, lovingly wrapped her, or enjoyed her - over a century ago - indelibly engraved on her soul. The beautiful little jug, painted so delicately with the tiny ring of roses around her rim, left a factory in Bavaria in the mid-late 1800s and lives on. Unlike people who are born, live and die, the little Jug lives on forever as she goes from one home, one hand, and one life until we catch up with the next stages of her many lives. I say 'her' as she is synonymous with femininity, being the bearer of that lovely rose trim around her rim - I think that states femininity rather than masculinity. We left her in my first story 'The Jug' when she was with Maddison and Jai Waters in their new home. Jai was fascinated by the jug as she revealed to Jai, in his 'dream state', all the lives she had experienced before the fateful day that Maddison hesitantly picked her up in the Op Shop in 2016. I say 'hesitantly' as Maddison was there to drop off boxes of unwanted items after their move - not to get more "junk", as Jai called anything from an Op Shop.