I instinctively yank the screen door up and out. Remembering how it sticks when the air temperature reaches a certain dew point, I smile as I step inside.
It’s dusty and overgrown so my senses are on alert. I never was too fond of snakes or mice and that hasn’t changed since my last visit to our childhood summer home 15 years ago.
I step inside and I’m assaulted by memories of summers with my brother. My parents are gone but their presence is strong.
I send a text: “We can’t sell this place. Race you to the dock!”
PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter
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My Fellow Fictioneers:
I apologize for not commenting on your stories again last week. I continue to have connection problems. It’s very frustrating because each session lasts, sometimes as little as a few minutes before a crash. The good news is that my new PC is here, it just needs to be set up, hopefully that will happen Friday. Why the delay you ask? Well, my WiFi password is so good that even I can’t figure out what it is, so I gotta get “the guy” to come out.
I still try to read as many of your stories as I can from another device but I am not logged on to WordPress through it so I am unable to comment.
You kept this story just the right side of sentimentality
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Thanks Neil.
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Dear Dawn,
Love this. Nope, can’t sell the place. 😀 Hope your problems are soon solved. Meanwhile, the facilitator is unable to link her own story this morning. Working with the help desk…at least I hope that’s the case.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle. When I first came on the linky said it was updating and could be down for an undetermined amount of time. by the time I wrote my story and edited and actually got it to post, the maintenance message was gone but I couldn’t upload my pic. I thought it was my end.
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Nicely done. And sorry about your computer problems – it’s such a bind. Linky not working for some of us right now. Here’s mine: https://castelsarrasin.wordpress.com/2017/06/07/hedera-helix-friday-fictioneers/
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Thanks Sandra.
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It is always hard to get rid of things that bring back good memories.
Enjoy your new computer 🙂
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Thanks Colline.
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I love exploring old buildings, too. This was great!
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Thanks Jellico
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That was wonderful, Dawn. I can so imagine such a situation. Hopefully the sibs can get it up and going to enjoy.
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Thanks Dale. I’m thinking cousin time! The best time of the summer.
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Lovely last line, Dawn. Lovely story.
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Thank you Claire.
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I’m a very sentimental person and I loved your take on the prompt.
So sorry to hear of your ongoing computer problems. You have my empathy. Hope you have relief soon.
xx Rowena
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Thanks Rowena. Boy we sure did get used to being online quick, didn’t we? And even though I have some capability I miss the interaction I used to. A few more days….
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My kids don’t know anything else.
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Nice tale, Dawn. Filled with warmth and nostalgia. Really lovely family connection there 🙂
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Thanks Lynn. I am thinking lots of cousins and a lake!
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Sounds lovely 🙂
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Such a warm story of hared love and bonding
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Thanks Neel
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Lovley, childhood remembered. And great title!
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Lovely. Memories can be so overpowering. Leaving behind a childhood home is almost unbearably poignant!
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I once returned to my childhood home to find the orchard was a housing estate. So sad.
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I spent last weekend with one of my critique groups. The woman who hosted us owns the house her grandfather built. Robert Moran, a ship builder in Seattle during the late 1800’s. He donated acreage on Orcas Island, for Moran State Park – Kill no wildlife, Cut no trees. Anyway, long story short, you caught the feeling of the need to keep family history in the family.
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Oooo…..that sounds fascinating! Thanks for sharing it.
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I am big on cherishing memories! Lovely take on the prompt.
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Thank you
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Nothing like memories of summer. Well-captured.
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Thank you
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A delightful little tale.
‘Look at it now’ My story.
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Thanks Keith
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house full of memories should not be sold but retained to visit them sometime. there is great solace down memory lane.
http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/06/the-accident.html
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So true. Thank you
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My first thought is they can’t sell the place because no one would want to buy it looking like that. Kidding, of course. Good story.
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Haha, right?
Thank you Adam
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Can’t sell your childhood memories. Nice one.
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Thank you
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Wonderful title that the essence of the story itself!💐
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Thank you
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Nicely told again memories of the summer of childhood, well done
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Thank you Michael
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Oh I love this… and I hope there’s a way to keep it… if not that she can scoop up enough memories to keep.
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Thank you Björn
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Memories flooding back can do that. Nice take on the prompt.
Isadora 😎
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Thank you Isadora
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Good writing, as usual, Dawn. I also recently got a big new laptop and love it. I’m late reading stories this week as monsoon has started and the electricity was on and off. By the time I wrote my story the link was working but I also couldn’t get my picture to take so used the story picture. 🙂 — Suzanne
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My new PC was hooked up yesterday so I am back online but have a lot to learn and adjust, yet. lol
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