Bidding farewell to the kids, I stepped in only to be reminded of the laughter, the frolic that was this house just minutes ago. Now all there’s left are me and my lonely thoughts, and perhaps my ego, as my ex-wife would have loved to point out if she were here. Maggie cleaned up the mess I had made of the house before she left – her mother’s daughter, a perfectionist.
Won’t take me long to mess this up as well.
80 word story for Friday Fictioneers this week! 🙂 🙂
Beautiful prompt by Raina-ng. I wish I had a house that clean! 😀
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