100 Word Story: Broken Place

After a while, folks got used to the falling down house.

At first, there were complaints, neighborhood meetings, calls to city officials. All to no avail, rats appeared. Parents kept their kids away, don’t ride your bike there.

The owner of the falling down house, said to also own a second hand bookstore, sometimes looked down at passers-by from his broken upstairs window. He was thought to come and go but no one ever saw him. Ghostly but he drove a car. He went somewhere.

The stroller on his porch held broken flowerpots and a pile of faded blue towels.

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