A Nice Place
It was cozy and inviting inside. The cottage had a kitchen in the farthest corner, a living room with a whole couch, a fireplace, and a coffee table, a dining area with two seats and a table, and a floor covered with a thick rag. Behind two different doors were two chambers. Miles’ mother remarked, “Welcome home,” as she made her way to the kitchen. All of this should have provided answers to the questions that were running through Miles’ mind, but instead it merely made the already strange scenario more mysterious.
A Nice Place
Home Away From Home
He fought the need to follow her into the kitchen, as he used to do when he was younger, and remarked, “Nice place, mom.” His mother said, “Thank you,” from the other side of the cabin. His mother turned around as he said, “It belonged to a friend of mine. D’you like it?” “I do. It is warm and dry – everything you would want in a cabin, in my humble opinion. A home away from home.”
Home Away From Home
