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Six Sentence Story: Up


It's Thursday, which means it's time to join the Six Sentence Stories link-up. This week's prompt: Up.

If one were to be believe the "LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION," scream of the real estate listing, this house might be the one--the one that had not only the million-dollar views without that hefty price tag, but also no backyard neighbors, and unobstructed access to mountain hiking trails. Determining whether or not the house lived up to its reputation required, of course, an in-person visit, and as the husband and wife drove to the address, they took note of the attractive houses in the neighborhood. 

The "LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION" house greeted them with its tall, weedy lawn and overgrown shrubbery, but they only had eyes for the fact it had landscaping--including fruit trees, maples, pines, and beloved quaking aspen. As they climbed up the front steps, the joy of a wrap-around porch overshadowed the disappointment of a broken door bell. 

Upon entering the house, the couple read a note taped to the back window, admonishing them to be sure to go up to the swing in the backyard and see the view. After a perfunctory tour of the house, they followed the note's advice and realized they were home. 

Photo: A tan two-person swing sits at the base of a jagged mountain 



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  1. The front porch would have captured my heart, but the backyard swing would have cinched he deal. Enjoy your new home.

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    1. Thank you! We have to wait for escrow to close, but that should be soon.

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    1. It took me a while to figure out how much an open view contributes to my mental health. I think I'll be just fine here!

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  3. Such a happy dream to have it come true this way!

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  4. Nothing like a stunning view...
    It's me, Lisa L. Can't get Google to recognize me for some reason. No idea.

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    1. Hi Lisa! You might pop up as unknown, but I know better!

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  5. A very invigorating story. Pleas eread mine at https://neelwritesblog.wordpress.com/2017/09/28/neelwritesupndownlikeayoyosixsentencestoriesfiction28092017/

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  6. I am so happy for them! A porch and a swing and a view, what else do you need?

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  7. I am sorry I haven't had a chance to stop by much lately but I do love your story telling! So does this mean you are moving???? Is the story about you?

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    1. It is. We moved to Utah last month (into a rental) and now we're in escrow on this house.

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