I am reblogging this short story from 2016, so that new followers since then can read it. Anyone from before that date has likely already seen it.
I saw a post today from Sarah Vernon, on First Night Design. It was a compelling artistic treatment of an old photo of a garden shed. GP Cox commented that it made a great writing prompt, and I agreed. Sarah asked me to take up the prompt, and this is the result. It has a disturbing theme, so be warned. Here is a link to Sarah’s original post.
https://firstnightdesign.wordpress.com/2016/06/29/first-night-design-abandoned-hideaway-art-homedecor/
This is a work of fiction, a short story of less than 1900 words.
Sandra walked past the ‘SOLD’ sign and opened the gate to the path leading to her old family home. It was just a small 1930s detached house, nothing special. Bay windows, a u-shaped driveway, the separate garage hardly big enough for a modern car. It had been her parents’ pride and joy. They had struggled to buy it; forgetting about holidays, eschewing luxuries, Dad working all the…
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beetleypete 
Thank you for remembering Sarah and her blog. I dearly miss her. This was a terrific story, Pete.
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I miss Sarah every day. It is always poignant to come across her comments on my older posts.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I know what you mean. Best to you, Pete.
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I like the formate, the aging, the relationship! Well written Pete! 💕C
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Thanks very much, Cheryl. One of my earlier efforts.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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I also love it. Wonderful written, i wish i had this imagination, Pete! Thanks for sharing. xx Michael
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Thanks very much, Michael. Glad you liked the story.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I am glad you reposted: I remember your compelling story well. I am too moved by your implicit tribute to Sarah to comment more. xx
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She is never far from my thoughts, dear Pippa. I come across her comments on old posts all the time.
Best wishes, Pete. xx
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Great story, Pete. Something nasty in the woodshed…
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Yes, be careful who you go into the shed with!
Best wishes, Pete.
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Absolutely.
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I read it again and didn’t even remember it! But I see I did comment. You are very good at these short stories Pete.
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Thanks, Jude. Glad you enjoyed it the second time. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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great story and glad you shared it with us, your newbies
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Thanks, Beth. Glad you enjoyed it.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Well written Pete.
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Thanks, FR. I remember actually liking this one myself.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Well done. This was a very good story, well written and very real.
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Thanks, Darlene. One of my old ones that I quite like myself.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Good story. I can remember the smell of such a place and see the old tools. I can feel the empty house too, so hollow when the tenants are gone. Cleaning such a place out was one of my harder tasks. The other sort of memory mentioned here was different for me, but I suspect many of us have those. Good story.
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Thanks, Carolyn. Somthing that still happens in sheds, and in houses too, I suspect.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Good write, you are very good at unsettling and beyond, Pete
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Thank you, Sue. This was one of my ‘darker’ themes. But as we all know, it happens all too often.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Tragically, it does
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