Travelers In Doubt

They had stopped along the first strip of shops that came into view. They had been driving for hours along a small deserted road and being confined like that was suffocating for her. They walked past the small piano. Though dilapidated, he was sure it had seen better days. She wandered into the store. He…

Returning Home

The day John finished his 15 year sentence, he made his way to the old neighborhood. His eyes paused at the run down building. With its corrugated iron roof, frayed walls and intact windows – it tug at his heart-strings.

Just the two of us

As Carl drove up the rugged path in his Ford-150, Cecelia eye’s drifted up ahead. The sun was dipping below the horizon and the sky showcased hues of orange and blue. Cecilia’s arms were covered in goosebumps. It must be the chill in the air, she thought.

Promises made. Promises broken.

The ‘for sale’ sign had come up on this dilapidated house yesterday. Sandra set her eyes on it from beyond the fence.