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The sun rose beautifully in the southern skies. Surprisingly, this town turned out to be a gorgeous and quite place. The sound of rustling leaves played a lovely symphony to her ears and the flickering sunlight brought warmth to her skin. With eyes closed, she breathed the cool, crisp air.

“Are you new here, child?” a voice called as she walked down the empty street.

Gigi turned to see a silver-haired grandma with an unmistakable beauty despite her age. She motioned to her, smiling, but stopped at the sight of her house.

Astounding doesn’t quite describe it.

No. Grandma’s abode was a little place of heaven on earth. Its brick wall was festooned with the splendor of autumn leaves in burgundy red and vivid tangerines. Its door painted with fresh cyan was a charming contrast to the vibrant façade, too.

“Goodness! Your house is beyond splendid, ma’am!” She exclaimed in awe.

Grandma gave a wide smile, her eyes glistened in delight. “Thank you! Credits go to my husband, dear. Welcome to the neighborhood. I’m Lora.”

Word Count: 175


Here is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt. Thank you PJ for another fun prompt. ❤❤❤

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