House Hunting
May 28th, 2015 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The realtor pushed the door open. “Will your wife be joining us?”
“Don’t worry about her. Does it have everything I asked for?”
“I believe it does.”
“Which way to the basement?”
She led him through the kitchen. “This is it.”
He flipped on the light and peered down into the dark dank hole. “Uh huh,” he said as he disappeared down the stairs. The realtor followed down behind him.
It was the worst sort of basement, dark corners, only one sliver of a window, musty, dead.
He toed the dirt floor and it gave way under his boot. “Sold.”
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