NARRATOR: The single mother of two approached the house on the hill. From a distance, it appeared like the face of a drowning child. Its windows like empty eye sockets. The slightly open door resembled a mouth that wished to scream but could only manage a whimper.
She pretended not to notice. They needed a place and for the price, she could afford a few repairs.
She walked to the front door in spite of the foreboding looks from the neighbours…
…And in spite of the warning from a woman driving her car in Dubai, listening to the story. Don’t do it, thought the woman-who-was-now-part-of-the-story, willing her alert to reach the single mother who suddenly stopped, stepped back and saw the house for what it really was.
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Did she hear the woman in the car? Or simply come to her senses. Like the house on the hill, it was simply another mystery.
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