prompt: house
The first time he saw it, he knew.

It was a miserable little place, all tumble-down and saggy. Half the windows were broken and the front door was falling off its hinges. As he walked through the rooms, he saw signs that a family of critters had been living there. The ceiling in the kitchen had caved in from water damage. The stairs groaned so loud under his feet that he thought they'd give way entirely and pitch him into the cellar.

But as he stood on the hill facing the front porch, a whisper from years ago echoed in his ears.

fixed it up with two hands and made yourself a home