Flash Fiction #5
Grandfather had found it in his young and foolish days he would say and with a year of hard work earned enough to lay claim to it for the price of the land.
This place started out as an abandoned outpost, on an old border. Modern times had moved the border and the threats, leaving this place without a purpose.
Decades spent building and breathing new life into it had finally turned it into a home that had raised 2 generations of children so far. Soon a third generation will be living and playing here…
Grandfather will be so happy.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a 100 word story.