Our kitchen remodel is almost complete. I am now getting my things back in place after almost 2 months. It’s beginning to feel like home again, not a project.
Word Count: 100
Two if by Sea
The warm light of the lanterns glowed; one for each of them. This house had been his grandmother’s and had stood through gales and near hurricane conditions. Windows rattled, pipes groaned – a veritable symphony of homey sounds. Their sounds.
Looking around, the emptiness doubled. Holding his hand, hanging on to his waning words. “Light them both, will you? I’ll make sure you know I’m there.”
Her kids wanted her to remodel – to fix up the place, make it new. She couldn’t, not yet. Every evening, wind leaking through the window panes moved his flame just enough. His signal. Together, still.
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© Erin Leary