It’s just a pile of 100-years-old rusty metal & crumbly concrete, Nan.
But, it belonged to my mother
Her voice trembled while her gnarly hands signed the papers
Don’t worry Mrs. Tim, after demolishing the house we’ll erect a modern structure and give you a luxury penthouse for free
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Written for Twittering Tale #100 – 4 September 2018
Photo by Lauris at Pixabay.com
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Price of a sentiment. Feels so guilty when we try to bulldoze infuriating sentimentality.
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Thank you. Human attachment to these kind of things is hard to explain.
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She can save a shingle and the house number in a frame to remember. The idea of a shiny new penthouse is quite a perk! 😊
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Well, that’s another way to look at the issue. 🙂 Thank you for the read, Kat.
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I think I’ve watched too many home makeover programs. Haha! It’s a common practice when they gut and demolish a home to makeover! 😊
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I also love watching home makeover shows. The way they transform a drab room into something uber-stylish is quite amazing to see.
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It really is amazing! 😊
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Yes, it is
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Ah, life – tough choices!
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I know, Thanks dear.
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