Photo courtesy of David Meredith, photographer
“I know we can do it!”
Richard infused his voice with all the pep he could muster.
The house was a dump. He wanted to put a match to it. A tent would be better to live in. The very prospect of what fixing this wreck-of-a-building would entail had him exhausted in advance. He’d fixed homes before: this project would be measured in years, not months or weeks. He could almost see the creepy crawlies inside walls, the rot above the ceiling, the mold under the floors, the who knows what in the rafters.
He hated it already.
Who buys a house sight unseen? What on earth did she expect?
“It’ll be great!” He enthused, his arm protectively around her shoulders.
She’d been so proud to find a house that could fit them all and within their minuscule budget, further shrunken since he’d lost his job. She wanted to surprise him.
He hated seeing her devastation when they arrived at their new home, belongings and kids crammed into one truck.
“The children will learn so many skills,” he stressed. “You’ll see. We’ll go room by room and prioritize.”
“It’s a disaster,” she sniffled. Looked up. Smiled. “And I love you.”
A slice of life perfectly portrayed…loved it!
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Glad you liked it, Donna! π
This particular slice seems to be a pretty big one to swallow, but is seems they’re going to take it one bite at a time … π
Off to reading yours!
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BTW, sent you a FB friend request. Love your writing!
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Cool! Sometimes Facebook hides things from me. I’ll go sleuthing. … π
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I always like a love story. This is a good one. BTW The last house (current) we bought I didn’t see until we moved in. I said to my wife before she went off to find a new house if she is happy with it, I’m happy with it. She was happy with it, End of the story.
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Is your middle name Richard? π
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No. Williams
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Well, William … π Richard says hi and he’d make some coffee … π
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PS hopefully your wife, at least, went to see it before she bought it … π In this story, she’d bought it sight unseen (probably was too far from their former home, too, wherever it was they’d lived) … maybe it would’ve been better to examine it ahead of the purchase, but I’m sure this is not the first time such things happened …
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Yes, she did. I think both stories have a trust thread in them.
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Absolutely! And it is paramount, isn’t it? Without trust, there’s little common ground, let alone healthy love. π
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True.
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π Truth is good.
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Like the story. What a loving husband to not throttle his wife! π
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Yep. Though at that point the house was a done deal so he could either make her more miserable (which would not help the situation …) or lift her up (which could help the situation a lot …).
Wise and nice man. Yay to love! Na’ama
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Love conquers all! Nice one Na’ama.
Here’s my story
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Indeed it can! Thanks, Keith! π
Off to read yours …
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That does take a whole lotta love! I think she is lucky to have him…
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I agree … and I think they are, perhaps, both lucky to have each other. Sometimes it can work that way, right? He’s a good egg, yes.
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He has to be… with loads of patience and talent, hopefully!
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Hopefully!!! Or they WILL be living in a tent in the woods … for a long long time … π
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An inspired anthem to the positive aspect of Humanity, optimism and love.
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Amen to that. We can get a lot more done with less shaming and more compassion, me think!
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I’ll raise my large cup of tea to that!
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Salute!
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