Last year I wrote a story for a competition, sadly I did not win but I enjoyed the creative writing to a brief of 'Lost and Found'. It resonated with me as my solo exhibition in Penang was titled 'Lost and Found'. How would I know months later it would resonate with me on a more painful and personal level. I hope you enjoy reading it. No AI was not used for this story. The Gate - By Dbee Robinson Submitted to The u3a short story competition - 06.10.25 There was a distant creaking sound, just on the edge of Jenny's consciousness; she’d heard it many times over the years, bringing her joy and making her smile. She rested on her favourite wooden bench next to the roses with her eyes shut and the summer sun on her face. Inhaling their heady aroma and absorbing the heat like a lazy lizard on a rock. Wishing for some peace of mind, but couldn’t deny her feelings and the anguish of what she had lost. They were raw, like festering open wounds, reminding her she was fe...