A House and a Home

This story is only going to be four chapters long and was something I wrote for my creative writing class my last semester in college. I hope you like it and leave me a review.

The House

Sara looked at the house in front of her and turned her head to the side, her long brown hair draping over her face. She reached up and tucked it behind her ear, continuing to inspect the house in front of her with curious eyes.

She took in the slightly rotting trim and dull blue color on the exterior of the old Victorian house, trying to imagine it with a fresh coat of paint. It had certainly seen better days, but they were told its two story infrastructure was still as strong as it was the day it was built when they purchased it.

She walked through the derelict gate and passed the neglected lawn, seeing it transform before her in her mind. She could imagine a pristine white picket fence with a strong gate to keep in the dog and the kids.

A yard covered in lively green grass bordered with flowers that gave off a heavenly aroma. She walked down the broken cement path and imagined what it would look like with cobbles instead and then passed the untrimmed tree that dominated the yard.

She visualized it well trimmed with a swing hanging off one of the strong branches. Grissom saw it too, the potential of the house before him, neglected by the passage of time.

He watched as his wife walked up the path, her slightly protruding belly leading the way to their new home. She stepped up the first step with caution as he made his way up the path to follow her.

She looked back at him and smiled widely; he returned the gesture and circled an arm around her waist protectively. Together they entered the house and began a more intimate inspection of its past.

The walls in the entrance were dull and worn, the original colors unrecognizable through the dust and grime that covered them. The floor beneath them was made of hard wood but their steps were soft, muffled by the layer of dust that covered its surface, plumes of it wafting up and dancing in the light that shone through the opened door.

Walking further they entered what would eventually become the library, one of the reasons they wanted the home. Floor to ceiling bookcases covered the walls. Grissom went up to one and wiped the dust away, a light smell of must wafting in his nostrils, to reveal dark wood in need of loving care.

Sara walked up to the large sitting window that looked out on the front yard and envisioned sitting there on a warm spring day, the sun streaming in to cover her in golden light.

She placed a hand on her stomach in anticipation of the changes happening within her own body, a smile playing across her face as she felt movement. She turned from the window and the two of them moved to the next room, a family room waiting for a family to fill its now hollow space with the love and joyous laughter of good friends and family.

They moved on to the kitchen, currently void of any modern conveniences and they could both imagine what it would look like after some much needed love. A very large laundry room was attached and Grissom could imagine transforming it into a home for his beloved bugs.

He was an entomologist after all. On the other side of the laundry room housed two others and they each looked forward to enjoying an office of their own.

The five bedrooms on the upper floor looked just as neglected and just as forgotten as the rest of the house, and the two bathrooms sported outdated fixtures and smelled of must.

Grissom and Sara saw none of this, all they saw was what it was to look like after it had some love applied to its interior. Sara turned to her husband and a knowing look passed between the two as they smiled.

Buying the house was the easy part, now they had to talk their co-workers into helping them renovate it. This was going to be especially hard due to the fact the crew still didn't know they were together, married, and expecting.

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