Ryan Birchall
Joined March 2021
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The Whole In The Wall
No one liked going to Grandpa's house, only Joe. We would all regrettably clamber into the station wagon and complain until we got there. The drive was just long enough to make you need to use his one tiny bathroom with a line that was basically a ball game at the end of the 6th. His house was old, and it stunk of rotting wood, plaster and mud. But more than that, death. The same smell your family cat let off two days before they passed; or the way grandma smelt before the worst day. The day grandpa gave up. He was never the same. She was his fire, without her he was just a fly circling a cow pie; and with her; he filled the room with light.
By Ryan Birchall3 years ago in Families