[WP] Inside of your house there are 8 windows. You’ve just realized that on the outside of your house there are 9. Curious, you peer into the impossible window. Inside, through the curtains and the blinds, you see yourself living a completely different life.

The small house stood as a testament to old world craftsmanship. The hurricanes devastation could be seen for miles around, but Vivianne’s home was still in one piece. Pieces of palm trees littered her front yard and various other debris tattered all sides of the once off-white home, making it look even older then it was.

It took nearly an hour to power wash the grime off and the Florida sun, now at its zenith was making Vivianne rush to get the job finished quickly. Sweat was pouring down her face and her white peppered red hair was completely drenched. Finally as the last bit of filth came off with the hose, she dropped her hands to her hips and sighed triumphantly.

“This old home lives again!” She said under her breath wiping her brow.

Inside she made herself a glass of lemonade and looked around for any other little damages she could see through the windows. To her surprise a large section of grime was still present on one of the two windows in the kitchen. “How did I miss that?” She thought aloud, quite annoyed with herself grabbing a washcloth and a bucket from underneath the sink. As she filled it with soap and water she found herself cursing the hurricane, Florida and all he horrible weather they had been having this year.

Walking around the side of the house carefully, she stepped over the debris in her path including the neighbors sons bicycle, which was now a jumbled heap against the side of the house.

“Poor boy just got that, not a month ago.” Vivianne said sadly. “Poor dear.”

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