Open Possibilities

The roof collapsed under the weight of it all. The humidity of the heat sunk into the shingles, bending and twisting the wood until it cut through the thin ceiling. Sliced it open like halving an apple, the core of the house exposed. Dale looked up from the uncovered living room below.

“Karen!” he yelled to his wife, “You gotta come here!”

Dale sat down on the sofa and peered up into the gaping hole. He stretched out his legs and leaned back, his head tilted into the beaming sun that poured in thick, like heavy cream. It lathered his forehead and cheeks in warmth.

“You can see the sky from our couch,” he smiled.


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