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Guests

by

Mark James Wooding


Smashwords Edition

Copyright 1987, 2010 Mark James Wooding

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The House is very old, but it's also very beautiful. Yes, it's so beautiful. It can be naughty at times, but even so, I've loved it ever since I bought it. Let's see, that must have been about twenty-five years ago. Twenty-five? No, it's been twenty-nine years, now that I think about it. Twenty-nine long, happy years.

Sometimes, though, sometimes it gets a little lonely. That's why we like to have guests, the House and I. It's been a long time since we've had any guests. Much too long. The last ones were so much fun.


It was in the fall of the year, and I wish I could say that the lightning that evening was so bright it nearly hurt my eyes. But there was no lightning. I love a good storm, and when the thunder rattles the windows almost to the breaking point I think it's so exciting. But there was no thunder that night. It's usually a nice storm that brings visitors to us, but not this time. However, it was a beautifully dark night.

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