Remote, quiet and off the grid. A fixer upper the realtor had said. Only a deer trail to the door.
From the outside, the dovetail corners of the cabin spoke volumes as did the overgrown yard.
It was inside that sent her imagination reeling and took her breath away. Everything in place as if someone had gone out for a walk.
The wood stove with split logs stacked beside it. A bed frame made from poles. A table, a bench, dishes on the shelf.
Determined to dissolve the mystery that had been frozen in time, she signed the papers.
From the outside, the dovetail corners of the cabin spoke volumes as did the overgrown yard.
It was inside that sent her imagination reeling and took her breath away. Everything in place as if someone had gone out for a walk.
The wood stove with split logs stacked beside it. A bed frame made from poles. A table, a bench, dishes on the shelf.
Determined to dissolve the mystery that had been frozen in time, she signed the papers.
Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Prompt - November 4 , 2015 - Write a frozen story.
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