no place like home

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Bill loved his little house. He built it with his own hands when he and Minnie first wed. The house saw the growth of their two daughters, and served as a quiet refuge after their kids moved on.

The Potters lived in the home for over 30 years, the place serving as a reminder of their  wonderful life together.

The couple doesn’t live there anymore, not after the flood of ’05. Bill and Minnie, as well as their neighbours, were relocated to new housing, in a crowded subdivision on the other side of town.

“It just isn’t the same” said Bill, sadly.

This sad tale of love and loss is my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers. Click on the little froggy for more stories based on this week’s photo prompt.

 

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3 thoughts on “no place like home

  1. It’s bad enough to voluntarily leave a beloved home in order to downsize, or go to assisted living, a care facility or such. To lose it to a disaster must be devastating. But they have good memories, that is, in the end, all we can hope for. Great story.

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