The back yard was a mess.
We had looked at, CONSIDERED, worse houses. But the front was beautiful, & the bones of the house were amazing.
The bones of the backyard were more literal: 3/4 of a broken Pinto. A pile of what I was PRETTY sure were animal bones. A Barbie doll - no, 4 of them - strung into a mobile in a tree.
"Did - did a serial killer live here?" Wes asked.
I , however, was staring at the black cat sitting in the weedy remains of a garden.
"This is the one."
It's for my #GreatNanoWrimoPromptCall Boost-a-thon (That's a thing now) here - https://tootplanet.space/@aldersprig/103216131352452102
& also has a nod to the theme "Gardens"
Check out my Great NanoWrimo Prompt Call
Want your own #Microfic? Check out the boost-a-thon (totally a thing) to find out how!
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