#NoirWednesday: the small house

A new challenge from Steve over at Sun in Gemini for Wednesdays, so I thought I’d give it a go.

#NoirWednesday: the small house


The Two kept themselves to themselves, never mixing with any of the locals to pass the time of day or even a simple nod of acknowledgement if someone said hello.
Rumours were rife in such a small community, speculation ranging from them being fugitives, criminals, abuse victims and even members of a witness protection programme.
Trying to draw them into friendly conversation resulted in mumbled mutterings as they scurried away to the safety of their tiny house on the bridge.
noir wednesdayThey had no transport and sometimes would be seen laden with plastic bags walking down the road. Several residents had offered them a lift, but they had shied away and shaken their heads as they declined.

It got to the stage when the townspeople gave up and practically forgot their existence, so no-one noticed when they weren’t seen for several weeks.
That was until dogs started to bark frantically at their door and someone got round to reporting it.

The police found the house was empty.
There was no evidence of anyone living there, it was as if The Two had never existed.
The cupboards were empty except for a few tins of tuna fish on a middle shelf.
Two black cats watched keenly from the landing, looking at each other periodically and nodding.
The light caught their eyes.
Not cat like. Human.
Their transformation was almost complete.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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7 Responses to #NoirWednesday: the small house

  1. stevetanham says:

    Oh that’s wonderful – perfect tone. Thank you, Pensitivity!

  2. stevetanham says:

    Reblogged this on Sun in Gemini and commented:
    From Pensitivity101 in response to #NoirWednesday

  3. Pingback: #NoirWednesday roundup – ‘The Little House” – Sun in Gemini

  4. The eyes always give it away…

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