Work To Do

Caitlyn unlatched the picket gate and stepped gingerly into the small front yard.  She hesitated at the concrete walkway before mounting the steps to the tiny bungalow.  The garden was opulent, blooming roses lined the sunny fence, dark blue hydrangeas flourished in the shade of the porch.  But the house‚Äôs paint was peeling and the … Continue reading Work To Do