Aot Medal Novels & Stories

I nodded, afraid to speak because tears might fall. Elena took something from her coat pocket. It was a shiny gold medal engraved with a five‑pointed star and wheat ears. “This is Arthur’s First Class Medal. He received seven in his life. Six were donated to museums. He carried this one with him and said he wanted to take it to his grave.” She placed the medal in my hand. “Take it.” I quickly refused. “Madam Quinn, I cannot accept this.” “It is not for you.” Elena looked at me. “It is for you to see. Look at the back.”

"What medal?" "The medal I won at the equestrian competition! Didn't Dad show you?" Xander blinked. Anathea cut a questioning look at Gregory. "It's just a medal." Gregory cleared his throat awkwardly and took the medal out of his pocket, handing it to Anathea. He added under his breath, "It's nothing special compared to jewelry or necklaces…" The corner of Anathea's mouth twitched. Was he seriously comparing a 100-million-dollar bejeweled necklace to a child's medal?