She had a thing for giving names. To things.
It was her personal nomenclature.
The house’s door was “Lettie”… for letting her inside the home.
The bed was “Sleeping Beauty” … for some very long dreams.
Her knife set she called “Sharpenado.” In it was “Sharpenado-The-First”, “Sharpenado-The-Second”, “Sharpenado-Junior”, and even “Sharpenado Senior” … the oldest of the bunch. Like her, it was retired and allowed to spend the rest of its dull days in the block.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Nomenclature in 76 words