Published by Cindy C Bennett
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We pull up to the building, the one my uncle and I scouted out and purchased before making the move to this town. It sits ten miles outside of town, an old, abandoned motel. No one knows of the purchase—we’ve kept it looking exactly the same. Same broken windows, same graffiti covered walls, same faded “for sale” sign out front, all of it covered in a layer of disuse.
She looks at me oddly, but doesn’t question as she climbs out of the truck. I follow her, taking her hand and leading her to the only room that has been altered. The alterations are invisible from the outside.
“So, is this the latest venture in the Coleman dynasty?” she teases. I’d hoped that was the conclusion she would come to. I knew that if I tried to tell her the truth, she would run as fast as she could, away from me. The truth isn’t something I can tell her . . . it’s something I have to show her.