Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “above/below.” Use one, use both, use ’em however they inspire you. Bonus points if you use them both. Enjoy!
Non-Fiction by Tessa Dean February 2021
I was getting a little bit tired of looking at houses. We had our house on the market finally. It took a while to convince my husband that we should move. He loved our house mainly because it was on a lake and he could launch his boat or canoe anytime and fish. I hate all the woods surrounding us and although the water was pretty we had young children to keep an eye on, not to mention their friends safety to think about.
So we were looking for a house with a basement since we didn’t have one and I would have preferred a split-level house since it was both above and below ground. The best of both worlds I thought.
The last house of the night turned out to be a split level which was a nice house, in a a nice neighborhood. So we were going to try for it and put down a deposit. However the contingency was if we sold our house. So the realtor got back to us and said she was sorry, but they had another buyer who was able to move right in so they were going with them. We got the deposit back and I told my husband we might as well stop looking. So many houses and nobody wanted to wait until we sold ours. So I resigned myself to living there, but we did upgrade the house by adding a family room downstairs and a large master bedroom upstairs. The new room upstairs was a dormer so it wasn’t quite the full length of the house, but close. It was large enough for me to create a small office on one end of the room and we put in a huge window since it overlooked the lake. Beautiful view I have to admit.
Nora and her young son, Nicholas, were running through the wilderness. The greenery was lush, and it had rained recently, adding a shine to the leaves they had to brush aside in their dash across the trail on the other side of the tracks that ended so abruptly. Nora had no idea what had caused the desolation and the tracks to end like that. It must have been quite a while ago as the greenery had grown up through the rails.
The dogs were barking behind them, urging them on. They had to hurry. The danger was way too close.
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