Thursday, 8 November 2012

100 Words




Their footsteps on the polished wooden floor echoed in the empty house.

“Finally!  A home of our own.”  Sam said as he pulled Josh into the front room, before pushing him back against the wall.  Bringing their heads close, he whispered. “I think we should celebrate.”

The keys in Josh’s hand hit the floor as Sam fell to his knees.  

Not long after that Josh slid, boneless, down the wall to join him. 

“So, that’s one room christened, only five more to go.” Josh smiled lazily.  The doorbell rang before Sam could reply.  “Maybe after the removal people have gone.”

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