It was the best for her...moving across the country. She had to move, not only to save her life but her very soul. Everything fell into place at the right time. The perfect job almost found her, her house sold in days of listing it, and her new company paid to move her across the country so she could start a much needed new life.
Her realtor had to make another appointment leaving Leslie to her own devices. Just as she turned the corner...there it was...the perfect house. It sat at the end of the neighborhood cul de sac and best of all a "For Sale" sign sat right in the middle of the yard. FOR SALE BY OWNER...hmmm, just how does that work?
Parking a bit away from the house, Leslie wanted to get a good view and feel for it as she walked toward the property. The curb appeal was wonderful, beautifully landscaped, and the house and overall property seemed to have everything she was looking for to begin her new life.
Just as she stepped onto the sidewalk, the front door opened, "Welcome Leslie, we have been waiting for you." With wide eyes, Leslie did not know whether to run, stand and scream her head off, or just surrender.
© Annie 2013 Original Flash Fiction
Always, I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you LOVE.
As Ever, Annie