Rachel Harrie’s first Campaigner Challenge calls for flash fiction with a 200 word limit that starts with the words “The door swung open”, with the option of ending with “The door swung shut”. Who can pass up a chance to pen flash fiction, something that’s so much fun to write? Anywho, here’s my entry:
The Walk Through
The door swung open. The realtor stepped inside and wiped his rain-soaked shoes on the raggedy doormat. Pen in hand, he walked through the empty rooms. The storm patter against the windows made the place seem even drearier, almost as if the house itself were crying.
The beam from his pocket flashlight swept across the counters and under the sink, a thousand mouse turds illuminated in the stark glare. Nose upturned, he scribbled on his clipboard.
He couldn’t smell the baked ham and apple pies from all the Sunday dinners cooked there in the past. He didn’t hear the laughter from the now rusty tub as two toddlers played in a mountain of bubbles, splashing water on the cracked tile floor. Nor did he feel the love of the family who used to snuggle together on the couch watching Disney movies, wide eyes glued to the set as tiny hands shoveled popcorn into their mouths.
He only saw rodent excrement, ripped wallpaper, and a low commission if and when he sold this dilapidated old ‘fixer-upper’.
The door swung shut.
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