Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Where the stories begin

Me: That house needs to be a story.

Rebecca: Why?

Me: Because it's run-down, only it's not really run-down. 

Rebecca: No, it's not really run-down. Why is it like that?

Me: I don't know. I think it's a family bit of land.

Rebecca: Where is this house's story?

Me: In southern Indiana, in the woodsy parts. Yeah, it's been in the family for generations and it's got so many happy memories that no one can bear to part with it. It's run-down because they don't have a lot of money to keep it up but they are doing the best they can. They sold off most of the land for the neighborhood that built up around it. I think. 


And this is how stories begin.

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