“We got everything except the piano, right?”
“I think so,” Charlie replied to his wife.
Cindy sits the potted plant from her kitchen window seal on the porch and re-enters the house. She looks around as if she’s lost or seeing it for the first time.
“It looks so different.”
“What?” He yells from a back room.
“Nevermind,” she softly utters wiping her hand across the abstract print of the foyer wallpaper. As she stands there she realizes that from her vantage point, she can see the whole house. She slowly scans the rooms recalling a specific memory for each one. And when she feels that she has captured all that she needed to, she tells the house that has been her family’s home for over three decades, goodbye.
© LaRonda Moore
I love comments and welcome feedback!
Inspired by FFfAW Challenge #105
Photo courtesy of Mike Vore