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PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast
In this week’s photo we’re on a landing looking down a flight of stairs between two brick walls. At the bottom of the steps is a sidewalk, a street and beyond that a parking lot with cars. It’s snowing and between the walls an evergreen Christmas oranamet topped with snow.
Genre: Memoire
Word Count: 100
HONEYMOON SUITE
“The rent is $85.00 a month,” said the landlady, cuddling her yappy Schnauzer. “No pets allowed.”
The third-floor, four-room walkup was our first home together and a few blocks away from my school, the Kansa City Art Institute. Not to mention, the price was right for poverty-stricken newlyweds.
A green Naugahyde sofa between two barrels graced our not-so-great-room.
Our little hide-away, pet mouse, contraband puppy, and all.
The thin walls must have been constructed of foam core board, masking tape, and spit wads. We heard every clever word our next-door neighbors uttered such as, “Oh wow, man! What a rush!”
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple 