Destination (A Slightly Newer Fiction Story I Wrote)

             Driving by she'd see it, the run down old house defeated by time. She'd pass it and wonder what it was like, who once lived there, and where they were now. She'd see it and continue to her destination, feeling a sadness for the place of long silent memories.

             Another day and the old place would come into view again, she'd consider the same questions, and continue to her destination, feeling a sadness once more for the place long forgotten. Days then weeks would come and go and she'd pass the old house. Worn sides and a battered roof would be observed by her again; and then she'd consider her rented place. Her temporary dwelling was remembered as she listened in the passing of the old house to new stories told her. Visions of a clear yard and a fully restored house replaced the misery she saw there in this long abandoned structure as she thought to herself, "How would I find the owners?"

               Arriving at her destination she parked and went to her work. Throughout the work day she considered off and on how to find the owners. At the end of her shift she'd do a search and start to investigate. Driving by the place again she'd see more visions. A yard that now reached it's loving "embrace" around a small family and she was becoming more determined. Reaching home she searched, and searched, and searched more until she had found a lead. Calling in the next day to work she went about her search and found the original owners. Reaching out to them she set up a meeting, and found out more about the old house. She asked if the people would sell it and for how much. Thinking the place beyond repair they made her a deal, they'd give her the place free if she'd simply send pictures of it after (seeing they wouldn't dissuade her from her bold mission she had set out on). Agreeing, they produced the deed and went together to have everything finalized. Once it was all done it was all she could take to restrain herself from screaming out in joy.

              A few days and a few trips by the old place passed and she barely made it through the week. The first weekend found her jumping into it, setting to work with ruthless determination to get it livable and strong. First she'd have to tackle the roof. It would take some calls and some friends she'd reach out to through the week to help her and they'd begin work on it that day. Demolition was complete within a day and the "old bones" were entering "surgery" of sorts. She'd thank her friends and set up a time to work on it next weekend. Several more days passed and another weekend arrived. The small "army" of creators set to work again; this time the roof was finished, the dead began to come to life once more.

                 Weekend after weekend this small construction battalion would engage every part of the once dead place it would breath new life again. Weekends passed and turned to months as the place was now fully restored. As per the agreement she reached out to the original owners and sent pictures. Left in disbelief they hung up the phone and days later were made believers in her as they looked at the new house. Driving out there they not only congratulated her, but helped her move everything in the best they could (being older and everything). As they moved in, a young man came later, introduced himself, and they fell in love.

                  Years later, after all was moved in and the house made right, the young lady and the young man stood on the front porch looking out over new "visions" they shared. Now married and forming a life together, they saw what else came with this new destination, one that brought children as she rubbed her large belly and reflected on her husband who once lived in the old house across the street where he was fostered as an orphan long ago.

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