You’re moving, then?
To that house?
That house, directly to the right of us?
But, you’ve hardly moved, at that point.
But the new house is prettier.
Well, “newer” of course.
And that’s enough?
But you loved the old house. It was good to us.
“Good” isn’t new. New’s what counts.
That’s a shame, really.
Believe me or don’t, I couldn’t care less.
You’re implying that old is bad then?
It’s just not… well it’s not new, And new’s what counts.
But… I’ll miss you.
Still, you’re moving, then?
Rochelle, I would like to thank you so much for talking me “off the ledge” as to my abandoning Friday Fictioneers, as I do so love it and the writing community that surrounds it. And an extra special thank you to a Fictioneer I’ve been long jealous of, Björn, for providing a phenomenal prompt with which to return!